Michael Moorcroft - Free

You always wanted to be with me,
But I really need my space,
I like to feel that I’m free,
I don’t always want to see your face.

The day you called me up,
And told me to ‘get back here, ’
You treated me like a pup,
I hung up – you I do not fear.

I cut you out of my life,
And no I’m not sorry,
I couldn’t deal with the strife,
Now there’s no need to worry.

No one tells me what to do.

© Michael Moorcroft August 21th 2009

Michael Moorcroft

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