If you can’t take me
Why don’t you make me
I don’t see why not
Or what I’m doing wrong
If you don’t like my ways
You never do these days
Why don’t you make my life
Gamble and throw the dice
You think my thoughts are blind
I can make my own mind
If that’s not what you see
You may as well make me
How far have I flung
Why can’t some people hold their tongues
It’s me that’s now breaking
Because you’ve caught me in the making
Why don’t you take control
Put together my aching soul
Take me throw the cold
That’s warming ready to scold
It doesn’t work like that though
But you grab every opportunity
But why don’t you know
That you can never make me.
Oliver Evans Copyright 2011
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