jumping to conclusions.

you find something missing and you think some one took it.

but you don't even think of the possibility, not even one bit.

you don't have facts, you don't have the truths.

you jumped to a conclusion and you the argument you don't want to lose.

so you blame some one that is lower to your self, you get them in trouble and they just want to yell.

but two weeks later you find the twenty under the bed.

I want to yell in anger, I want to get you back.

but no, I still get blamed, I still get aimed, I still get framed.

I still get in trouble for a crime I didn't even want to claim.

reb, why do you find it fun to get me in trouble. you don't rub it in, but you jump to it on the double.

I wanted out of that mess, I really did.

you didn't even think I tell the truth and I'm real stressed.

you don't give me a chance to explain. but heck, thats ok.

it made me who I am today.

R.M.