I’m having trouble with connection
Like leaving the light on
Keep losing affection
Even with light gone

Face changing complexion
Forgiving his one wrong
When needing perfection
Not facing delights dawn

Still failing inspection
Why hands are withdrawn
Evading the question
Then lying with a yawn

Been nursing obsession
I’m sleeping on his lawn
Or chasing rejection
While writing the wrong song

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2020

To everyone who followed me and unfollowed me in 2020, I got your back… ๐Ÿ‘

Goodbye 2020. Fuck you.

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