Life would be a whole lot better
If I weren’t such a fretter.
Yet, that’s just my worried way;
I guess it’s in my DNA.
I wish I could be less uptight
And trust all that will be all right
But worry worms its way inside
And somehow it gets magnified.
To let things slide, it’s very plain,
For me would go against the grain
So what I do, which I regret,
Is agonize and fret, fret, fret!
I stuck my finger into the flame
Just to see if it would burn
For years I accepted all the blame
Watching my fortunes turn
Meticulous in every endeavor
I always aimed to be the very best
Deep down I always felt clever
But I'm not if the truth must be confessed
And I don't know who I am anymore
My face has become something of a mirror
Reflecting faces within I abhor
My agony just a little clearer
I've battled sadness and pain
And some days are better than others
But on my heart is still a stain
Which I'd clean if I had my druthers
I'll filled notebooks and FaceBook
With memes and ridiculous rhymes
But at the same time I'm a crook
Living my life on borrowed time
For one year I gleaned clarity
From every day and I made myself better
But even my patience isn't a charity
And deep inside I'm just a fretter
If life is just a big masquerade ball
I'm tired of the dance and want to remove my mask
Because I'm broken by the fall
But life continues to take me to task
I don't know myself anymore
Nor the man who survived the fire
But I'm tired of waging a war
When I peer in the mirror and see a liar
Written so many love letters
For my friends to their halves better
Although saved their loves from fretter
Still I find myself as traitor
So I spread my love to many
Started calling women - Honey
Kissed my bride on a day - Sunny
'Fessing up is not so funny
01.03.16
Sauntered into the chat-room site
looking for conversational delight;
But what I found, depressingly,
was no one much interested in me;
first room in, what happened there?
It quickly emptied into silent air;
second one was not much different,
it turned into time not well spent;
several tries and none was better,
made me wonder, then to fretter;
decided to give it a rest for while,
next time won’t post my pic profile.
You think you know but you don't have a
clue
A love like mine is meant for you
I'm willing to go all the extra miles
And willing to wait to see your smiles
A heart like mine, it shouldn't be wasted
You'd find that out if we'd just get
acquainted
Hard and tough on the exterior
Gentle and loving on the interior
Years have gone by since true loves
flourished
It has a need to be carressed and
nourished
Gone are the days of a simple life
Where life was a journey, husband and
wife
Today's generations are all bout
possession
No longer of love, faith, and compassion
Measuring love in terms of money
Spending more and more to keep your
honey
Most people don't write words anymore
Worried bout facebook and sexting, just
wanting to score
I'm not perfect, I'm not better
Hiding and hoping. Always the fretter
These words I write are just for me
But I've been told that they hold the key
To all the secrets I keep in my chest
For that one who's better than the rest
We all have someone for us out there
The perfect one that will choose to care