Middle Ground-GHOTI HOOK

Told to sit there on the couch, Arms crossed, with no idea about what they wanted to tell me that meant so much, Then it all came out: another thing to think about, Another twist to keep me down and all confused, Weary once again. Walking home from school one day, I’m thinking of how I could be, Not a part of life, because they’ll never be done with all the fights, Done with taking me into the middle ground, Quartering me with no success, Weary once again. I can’t say the slate is clean; in some ways it will never be, To forget is what I cannot ever do, I’m left with only one – the other gone, forever saved, No more reason to blame them; it is all on me, I relent and go on. [[Category:Ghoti Hook]]

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