you don't call back
that's no surprise.
I mail you,
you don't reply
that's no surprise.
I do anything I can,
to get a hold of you,
but nothing works.
That's no surprise.
Everything you do,
never surprises me,
your empty promises,
your lies,
nothing at all.
Nothing at all,
that's all I am to you,
and all I'll ever be.
That's no Surprise.
This peom is detacted to My mother. I hope that someday she will be able to read this, and I can be something to her. sad
