Waste
People make choices, there’s nothing you can do, you can beg and you can ask, until you’re lips, they turn blue, they can ruin a day, in a single word said, and some of their actions, make you feel dead, what does it matter, how it makes you feel, it’ll happen again, all part of the wheel, I wanna say selfish, I wanna say cruel, I let it happen, I’m just a fool, another large wine, that just feeds the pain, of not being enough, of not wanting the same, another night not important, beg for text, facebooks been updated, pissed up and a mess, circus and chocs, showman and crisps, snuggles on sofa, was my night of bliss, little man was so tired, took him to bed, another large wine, what was just said, oh yeah this is bull, and I’m worth so much more, I don’t mean to preach, I don’t mean to bore, the very next morning, and you’re still not home, I’m not gonna message, I’m not gonna phone, apparently this is normal, and I’m in the wrong, time to refocus, time to be strong.
Copyright © Lee Steemson | Year Posted 2019
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