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Behind My Back

I'm becoming wierder and wierder everyday
Behind my back, those are the things you say.

I'm so-called cranky and bitchy
Becoming more so each coming day
Behind my back, those are the things you say.

There are so many things that I'd just love to say to you
But me being kind, is keeping those feelings at bay.

You whisper in a quiet voice, how you think my make-up or clothes are wierd that day
A real friend, I once long ago thought you were, but now know you are not
Behind my back, and in-front of me, cruel comments are what you make.

I've now begun realizing, that I can pick and choose my friends
I can tell you now, our friendship will very soon, be coming to its end.

I only hope you'll see, and that you'll realize, that cruel isn't cool or the way to be
Before it's too late
For if you don't, you'll end up sad and alone like you used to make me feel
Behind your back, those are the things I say.

Back to My Soul

Email: marilynsangel@shaw.wave.ca