call me when you get your life together

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call me when you get your life together

no room for me,
 a fog of problems,
 no room for us to be.

will we ever get back together?
 we were just fine,
 all the yes's and no's,
 make up your mind!

living at home with your mom,
 and out of work,
 getting frustrated with everything and being a jerk

you yell when i get your family involved.
 when i need to vent its still your family i call

i sacrificed all my friends for you,
 yet you still hang out with your quote on quote "old crew"

and we all know who that involves,
 your letting her answer all your cell phone calls

so call me when you get your life togethe,
r which i and everyone else know will be never.

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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