Hit and Run


I am confused,
I am not abused,
But I feel misused,
I am running out of my mind,
This world is so unkind,
It has a lot of loops I have to find,
This is all too new,
I swear it came out of the blue,
But I know I'll be understood by just a few,
Why don't they get me,
I know I must agree,
I am one tough bee,
What has to be done has to be done,
I have to pull the trigger of the gun,
And pray it is not a hit and run.

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