What I can’t figure out’s the why of it.
Why waste your time? Why make yourself submit
your way of seeing things? Why let her make
a fool of you? Why play her game? Why break
your word? Why settle for the counterfeit?
Soul mate’s another name for hypocrite.
One’d need first have a soul, then one must quit
responding to it. She knows how to fake
what I can’t.
Ignore her talking trash? I can’t. Just sit
it out? I can’t. Retaliate? Come hit
her back? I can’t. I can’t make the mistake
of turning into that deceitful snake.
So that must mean it’s time for me to split.
What? I can’t.