The Bartender You Think Is Me
Here, as I stand lost in a sea.
In a world that looks like a storm to me!
I hold it in, way down deep!
Next to my breath,
there's a secret I hide, a secret I keep!
I wonder...
How the absence of sight could be,
when my life is surrounded by
so many that love me?
To me they come for whatever they need.
Not knowing a true love is all I please!
My name "Munga" they all made for me.
"Munga...you're a goddess, you're a dream!
Munga, Munga!" They scream!
They come for a drink and a smile.
They come to dance for quite a while!
And yet, somehow it's true!
My secret hasn't been found.
I am loveless and I am loveless bound!
I've lost my only life!
I've lost my only crown!
Warm blankets and a bed so big
that I once called my own.
A copper sink and time was something never felt alone!
Each day I wake up and pray, as I wipe my tears,
I look up and I say...
"Just one to call my own where he comes to me
and calls my heart his home".
So, you see...
I stand in the middle of a storm you would
never believe was me!
I stand alone in the middle of...
"How many shots do you Please?"
Copyright © Kerrie Sursely | Year Posted 2013
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