FicWad

Oh, how annoying you can be to me,
never relenting in your life's purpose.
I have not gone a day without seeing
you, you torturing me without purpose.
I try to say 'no', tell you to stop it,
but you don't hear me, as if I were air.
There are times I wish to throw a huge fit,
and maybe begin to pull out my hair.

But things are starting to grow much, much better,
as you and I have gone our seperate ways.
Our old friendship has gone, you, a fretter,
have begun to worry about our old frays,
and as you sit, pondering this, I wait
for you to figure out this is merely fate.