Am I a car?
Are you the driver?
You make me want to go far
You tempt me to be a suicidal driver
You always have the steering wheel
No kindness to me you show
You don't care how I feel
This you very well know
I really had enough
And I don't want to be in extreme regret
It's time I speak up
It's obvious we both have no love left
Because the control never will end
The abuse won't stop
You only want to be my friend
When it's on the bed I drop
©arianna.b
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