That's It. I Quit

Who am I fooling when I say...
Go away!
I've had enough of it.
I tire of headaches I get.

Who am I fooling when I say,
Twice a day...
That's it. I quit.
That's it. I quit.
Bye bye.

God knows inside that I've tried,
To hide my pride.
With a proud step that I stride.
And...
God knows I really have tried inside,
To deny...
That I'm not upset and have no regrets.
But yet confess,
You are the best.

Who am I fooling when I say,
Twice a day...
That's it. I quit.
That's it. I quit.
Bye bye.

God knows inside that I've tried,
To hide my pride.
With a proud step that I stride.
And...
God knows I really have tried inside,
To deny...
That I'm not upset and have no regrets.
But yet confess,
You are the best...
For me.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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