Poem -

Wasted.

Wasted.

Granny says "I don't want you to go to waste."

And I say.

Wouldn't it be nice to be living a life for me?
Don't I deserve as much.. without misery?
Wouldn't it be nice to not be asked if, when and who?
Don't I deserve freedom too?
Wouldn't it be nice to love with no expectation?
Don't I deserve a break from condemnation?

Oh wasteful me. 

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Neville

Granny may have got ya back covered, but she's not always write, is she .. but she sure can suck eggs.............. smashing say's I ... N :) x

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Punzy

You may well be right there! 

Thanks for checking in! 

:) 

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