by Trisha Lewis

Created on: August 07, 2008

Don't ask
Don't ask me how my day was
Cause it was horrible
With another horrible day to come by.

Don't ask me how the food was
I dare not hurt your feelings
And keep inside that the chicken was too dry.

Don't ask, if you look fat in those jeans
Cause no matter what
I still think you look hot.

Don't ask what I think
Because does it really matter what I think
Since I always let you make the decisions.

Don't ask me to kiss you
Because no matter what
I am always dying to kiss you every day.

Don't ask me and I won't tell
I can't bare to tell you
How I feel
And what I think.

So please just don't ask.

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