Tim E.
never there enough
when I needed you the most,
kept me rushing and running late.
you were gone and
when i found you,
you were wasted.
had me waiting anxiously for
seconds and
minutes and
hours and
days and
weeks and
months and
years...
tick.
i'm ticked with you-
and tired of seeing your face
every time i pass you by.
the numbers keep me guessing
and hoping
and waiting
but just like that
you escape.
we can't keep this up
i have my whole life to live
and you're hardly reliable
it's time for me to take control
to learn how to balance my life
if you want to stay in it
don't waste another minute
all you're good for is changing
and leaving me hanging
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