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Stringing me along. . .

Baby, you know that I love ya
But you don't seem to care whether I'm here nor there
You treat me mean and keep me keen
Just pulling me along on a string 

Do you know someone who treats you mean to keep you keen?  Have you fallen for that trap?  They won't care about your comings and goings.  They couldn't care less about what you did or said.  Is this what happens naturally in situations when you least expect it?  Where do we get the social cues wrong?  Are we interpreting mixed messages?  Sometimes people are different when they are on their own with you, and then completely different in front of an audience.  Granted it's hard to be your authentic self at all times because not everybody accepts you for who you are.

You just keep stringing me along, you just keep stringing me along
And I would rather be strung along than never see you at all
You're so mean to me but I would rather be
At your beck and call than never hear from you at all

What keeps hooking you to keep being strung along?  Maybe you're not aware of the same mistakes that you keep repeating.  Maybe you think you're healed and you can venture out and try some new things, figure out some new ways of connecting.  Instead, you find yourself at a familiar crossroad where you see yourself being mistreated, yet again, because you've become so accustomed to that kind of treatment.  When somebody keeps stringing you along, it's because they've been able to study all of your habits, your likes and dislikes, and use them all against you to manipulate and control you.

I know you know that I'm your type of gun
We could be together so naturally
But you so easily forget 
I would be your pet if you would show me some lovin' and respect

How does one come to be together so naturally with someone else?  It depends if the two individuals are compatible in the state that they find most natural.  Things should be easy and breezy.  Things should be moving along swimmingly, like a school of fish meandering their way across the ocean.  Why do people so easily forget things?  Do you think exercising selective memories when it comes to pass will save you from the reality of your actions?  It's taken me so long to finish this blog post.  There has been so much going on that I don't know where to begin.




You just keep stringing me along, you just keep stringing me along
And I would rather be strung along than never see you at all
You're so mean to me but I would rather be
At your beck and call than never hear from you at all

When you go through something traumatic, when things move and happen beyond your control, you might spend time agonising over what you could have changed, what you could have done differently.  Why do you set yourself up for heartache and pain in this way?  I guess you never really know how to "be" in certain situations unless you know for sure what you are prepared to withstand.  What are you prepared to put up with?  If you are the type of person that prefers to be controlled, to be told what to do - is this how you will always be in every situation that you find yourself?

Now sugar you know I think you're hot stuff
But you keep telling me that I'm not cool enough
Oh but I'm trying to maintain 
Yeah I'm painting my face making sure my hair's in place

That indifference or blatant disrespect that occurs, it happens because you demean yourself and you think yourself less worthy than your paramour.  If you allow someone to tell you what you lack, to comment on every single thing about you - and you have noooooo idea where these thoughts or opinions are coming from - you have to actually take a step back and take stock of what they're actually saying.  It's more about how they are saying it and why they are saying it - rather than what.  I don't know how many times you are prepared to accept such abuse, but I guess this is how you care, how you love and how things have always been for you. Not anymore doll.  You deserve better.

You just keep stringing me along, you just keep stringing me along
And I would rather be strung along than never see you at all
You're so mean to me but I would rather be
At your beck and call than never hear from you at all

I hope you realise that you have always had the power within you to walk away.  You have always had the power within you to leave someone who has no respect for you, let alone self-respect to know how to treat others.  Not seeing them at all may be the antidote that you have been seeking.  It may not feel like that at this point in time, but in order for you to heal from these wounds and for you to remember how important you are, how valued you are by others who recognise your worth - that all comes from you loving yourself and finding your own mojo.  Once you discover that my friend, you'll soon see, from a mile away, when the next one tries to do the same, and you will know for sure, hey, this one looks like they're starting to try stringing me along. . . 

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