I offend my friends in what I say
I offend my friends in what I write
But they never tell me,
But I know.
I offend them because I write too much
I offend them because I pour my anger out
I write everything down
Like the Blues
Only it’s more like purple,
Because my anger is red.
I offend them,
But they don’t say.
Too personal, they think
I shouldn’t read it out, they think.
It offends them, but they never say.
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Last modified: 21 September 2024
