The Devil In Me

• Pick 10 people, 5 female and 5 male.
• Now, think of something you'd like to tell them, ask them, show them, etc. 
• Don't address it to them and don't put the "letters" in any particular order. 
• Also, no one is allowed to ask you who's who!

[I'm gong to add these one day at a time to link the songs with the entries together.(Also to think about what I'm going to write to each person!)]

Person #5:

You don't even have the slightest idea as to how you make me feel (even though the title and song should give that away).

Especially recently.  I've come to realize that I let myself have too much patience with you.  I've given you too many "chances", I let you talk to me, I let you in, I'm too nice too you.  Some people question if it's because I still "like" you or have feelings for you.  The answer is no.  There is no way I could possibly feel that way towards you right now.  You've tried to turn this around and make me look like the bad guy here.  I thought about it, I felt bad, then as you continued to hang around and wave and smile and talk to me, then ask why I hate you, I realized that I shouldn't feel bad at all.  We're both grown up (physically, that is) here.  No one should be blaming the other.  So stop.

Another thing that I've realized is how livid I get when I see you nowadays.  I can't even control it.  When I see you, I go rigid, my jaw tightens, and I even think I stop breathing sometimes.  Now, I do not, whatsoever, want to feel this way towards you, or anyone for that matter.  But I don't think about it when it happens.  I don't like it when it happens either because it's not me, it's not who I am.  It's a side of me that I don't like to see.

I guess the thing I want to ask, or rather tell you, is to stop talking to me, stop looking at me, stop thinking about me, stop waving to me and stop trying to get my attention.  I know all of that sounds harsh, but I hate being mad at someone, and I hate feeling the way I feel about you.

I don't have this problem with anyone else and I think it's probably because you're so persistent.

Maybe if you go back into your little shell that isolates you from people, like you tend to be very good at doing, and just hide for a little while.  Then maybe we can start over, as friends, come other time.  But as for now, and as far as I'm concerned, I don't want to talk to you because "you bring out the devil in me".  And I hate it.

"You've had your fun do you suppose I earned it?

Do you not see how I'm begging on me knees?

Don't speak, don't breath

You bring out the devil in me"