Whenever I sit down and contemplate.
It seems like I just compenplate.
Maybe it seems like I don't want to conversate.
But it seems like there's no love just hate.
I say to myself how long do I have to wait.
It just doesn't matter if your late.
Then I wonder are you hungry or have you already
ate.
Then U seem like you don't care or appreaiate.
But when I speak my mind or demonstrate.
There you go just running out the gate.
