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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=463333" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Who I'm Starting To See</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i use to let you tell me what to do, <br>i don't know why, <br>maybe because at the time, <br>i couldn't think for myself, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it was just something about you, <br>that made me feel special, <br>but, now i see what you doing, <br>little by little, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i see where i went wrong, <br>giving up part of my power, <br>and letting you have what you want, <br>i feel as if you can't trust me, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you snoop through my phone, <br>when i'm not looking, <br>just to see who i dial, <br>i caught you one or twice, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but you thought it was fun and games, <br>what is wrong with you? <br>little by little, <br>i'm starting to think i will be better off, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">if only i wasn't with you, <br>i'm starting to feel trapped, <br>rather than free and opened, <br>my friend seem to say, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you're abit controling, <br>am i being blind sided? <br>can't really see, <br>what's in front of me, the whole time? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i think back of when you notice me, <br>it wasn't until you realize, <br>what you were slowly losing, <br>that you put in a little effort, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">just to try and be with me, <br>but, in my eyes, <br>i'm starting to think it was fake, <br>you put up a front, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">rather than just be yourself, <br>people don't see, <br>what i'm starting to see, <br>a guy who does more talk, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">rather than take action, <br>i don't know why i'm still with you, <br>i know i'm better than this, <br>but, i get sucked in, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">when you tell me that you miss me, <br>i don't know why, maybe because, <br>i don't like the feeling of being alone, <br>i've been through so much, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">at times you helped me through, <br>other times you made jokes, <br>about the mistakes i made, <br>what kind of help are you? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you wanted to perade it, <br>like it was you business to tell, <br>what kind of friend are you? <br>slowly i'm starting to see the real you, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the part i lost sight on, <br>when everything fell apart, <br>to make me think, <br>you just wasn't the one for me.<br>Copyright © 2009 <br>7-01-09</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mona+Martinez">Mona Martinez</a><div class=q>
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i don't know why, 
maybe because at the time, 
i couldn't think for myself, 

it was just something about you, 
that made me feel special, 
but, now i see what you doing, 
little by little, 

i see where i wen..."></div>
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