Excuses and Abuses

You keep feeding me excuses,
Each another of your abuses.
All very believable.
All truly conceivable.
They make so much sense,
But you can’t think I’m dense.
I’m tired of your stories,
Even if they aren’t lies.
Tell me if you don’t want it,
Cuz right now I wouldn’t care a bit.
Tell me if you want this too,
Be honest with me. Be true.