Why Me (1)

(Written after having a mini-row with my boyfriend)

Why me?

Why me?

Why is it always me?

In trouble,

Always in trouble!

I never do anything,

I never mean any harm!

I’m me!

I chat!

I flirt!

I always have!

So?

Why does it always happen to me?

What do I do?

What have I done?

I miss my life!

The fun!

It’s gone!

So many things, I mustn’t do now.

Can’t talk,

Can’t smile,

Can’t laugh with other men.

Why not?

Why not?

Why me?