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fresh2impr
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I wrote this poem just thinking about my parents relationship. I just thought it was funny how some of us guys chase the women of our dreams, marry her and then show little concern along the line. O well, --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
You used to call me to my window/Now you won’t look at me Funny how the tables turn/When you‘ve secured the deal I have to beg for your attention/Even when I need you most Those who sing your praises/Are the ones who wish to see your ghost
Had anyone told me that I would have to beg for affection I would have asked them to go to hell But here I am wounded by your lack of devotion And am having second thoughts after second thoughts Too much already put in so how can I pull out My family knows your family, Our parents have just met But not sure for how much longer I can keep up this game If I don’t do something now I know things will never change
Give me one good reason Why I should waste my time on you After all the pain and heartache That you put me through The security don’t mean shit to me Seen better in my days I never told you where I came from But you 'll see how far I go
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