I'd Rather

I used to call you cuz

I used to like to talk

but now I'd rather go

out in the cold and walk.

You treated me low

and made me feel bad

I just kept things inside

until I got so sad.

The things you said

inside my head they lurk

makes me wonder why

you are such a jerk.

You hate it when I call

so I won't be a pest

so if you ever want to talk

well, you know the rest.

This poem was written by Tracy Hass.

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