I Sit Alone
I sit alone
With a bible reader
And a headphone wearing mother of two.
And all I can think of
is how I miss you.
What I really mean
Is how I misjudged you,
How I thought that you would do.
Forever and forever
how you would do.
How there wasn't anything
I would not do
to end all nights curled up with you.
That was until
A yester-night
Where in between a guy's play fight,
You turned to left and then to right
And you celebrated his muscled might.
Calling him "the manliest of the manly".
You, a girl I thought of my mind,
Why would you deliver such a line,
And perpetuate patriarchal crime?
You, who said oh once before
You'd never let that in your door.
You, new love
Someone to adore.
You, who I thought
Wanted something more.
You, pale love
Something to adore.
No longer at my door
My love for never more.
And here I thought
Each and every day
My my my
How I wish she wasn't gay.
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