SH (1982 / Florida)

If You Can'T Be There

You said that you could be there,
You said you’d always help.
But, all you really care about
is your mother-fucking self.

You said that I could talk to you
About anything.
But, what you really meant was
Only the pleasant things.

You say that you will fix it,
That it will be better tomorrow.
But, tomorrow has come and I still have to deal
With the same dumb bullshit and sorrow.

You get upset when I don’t believe you,
But the very next day, you prove my words true.

If you can’t be there, just say that shit.
Because I’m sick of running in the same damn ditch.

by Stacey HudakGrant

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