WHY IS IT ONLY SOMETIMES

(For abused women everywhere) Sometimes you are so kind,
Sometimes all is fine.
Sometimes I am your queen,
Sometimes your heart just gleams.
Then you turn around and change,
Then you become so out of range.
Then I feel the hurt inside,
Then I feel I´m on a roller coaster ride.
Why is it hard for you submit?
Why is it so difficult for you to fit?
Why must you always turn away?
Why can´t I see the real you every day?
Brenda A. Ysaguirre Copyright 2009 Brenda A. Ysaguirre