A/N:

I was feeling like writing something as though I was something else. This isn't supposed to rhyme, in case you think it was. Tell me what you think.

Gone

You think you're right,

You're always wrong.

You expect me to go along?

I'm not your toy,

I won't be your plaything.

Just leave me alone.

I know that you recognize my face,

I know you recognize my voice,

But would you really recognize me?

Not for my looks, not for my laugh,

Just for me,

Just for me.

You think I'll always love you,

You think I'll never leave.

But what would happen?

What would happen if I left you?

What would happen then?

Would you chase me, call my name,

Beg for my return?

Or would you stay there,

In your bedroom,

Sullen,

Angry,

Hurt.

You think you're right,

You're always wrong.

You expect me to play along?

I won't come back,

I won't answer to any call.

I'll be my own person,

And never be a possession again.

You think you're right,

You're always wrong.

I'm leaving now,

With no delay,

I won't come back,

Tonight.