Wow! Here we go! One hell of a line…all shiny like new money, “Come with me he’s not worth your time.”
The grass is always greener the get what you want and you become meaner!
Are you happy? Do you want to leave? Does he love you, do you believe?
What about what I want? What about what I need? No one ever asks those questions they’re too hard to heed.
To own me and control me that’s what they want, a trinket a trophy to flash and flaunt.
Knowing me means loving me this much I understand. Most people draw a line in the sand.
Some chose to dance to the song, but never seem to last for long. I give so much and all are willing to take none are willing to think of the sacrifices I make.
I can’t change who I am or how I deal I can only express how I feel. The list continues to grow those things I need and want.
Someone will some day ask although it seems doubtful at this point.
Leave a comment