DELETED

I've heard it through the grapevine 
That I was on your mind
So you were inquiring about me 
Wanting to know how I feel 

Well my life, times and existence 
Is none of your concerns 
When will you learn
That you have been blocked, deleted
And burned 

You have exhausted your time 
You are no longer my dependent 
Or that mental burden 
That was suffocating my mind

Find yourself another delicate soul to squeeze 
Another tender rose to peal 
Cry your crocodile tears of needs to another fool 
For I am no longer that bright eye student 
In your deceiving school of cesspool 

In short.... Get a life... Get a job
Learn to stand on your own two feet 
By the sweat of your brow, you will eat
And stop using people for your selfish needs 
And please! Find it in your stone cold heart 
To forget about me.

Wilford Barker.