I'm Leaving you

In the beginning things were right
It was fun things seemed fine.
Months passed, years went on,
Our fighting started to seem like a song.
A chorus repeated over and over,
even when we were both sober.
We fight almost every day
And I feel like I need to be on my way,
Take our son hold him tight,
Walk out the door and take the flight.
If you can’t change and be a man,
I’m going to have to take a stand.

by kiki22
posted on 12/29/2007