Break In

I hate the way you come and go

Whenever you please

As I lay here and contemplate

How the same person who

Gave me everything could

Take it all away with just as much ease


It’s why I always lock my doors,

Make sure the windows are closed

And hide the things I treasure most

In case you think they’re yours


You’ve already taken enough away from me

I’m tired of my neighbors pitying my sobs

It’s like finding out my house was robbed

By the one person I trusted with the key



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