Early mornings and Late nights
Your were always too busy leaving
Yet wonder why we have so much fights
Never home with me, but always tripping
Claiming to love me
but the truth I see
you just loved the trophy
I came to be
Having to jump
at your beck and call
But never there for me
When I trip and fall
You think bringing home the bacon
is what makes a home,
Always out, pleasing others
then wonder why i started to moan
Easy to love
is what you
think you are...
But you haven't got a clue!
You wanted a kept woman
Started to control my life
Got rid of everything I knew
Just to make me your wife
Now I've found someone
Someone new
and yes, I met him
When I was with you
He treats, e right
with honour and respect
Now you're mad, because you never did
or did you forget?
It's over now
Between you and I
This is my chance for happiness
That's right, Goodbye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My chance for happiness - true love. good one. I invite you to read my poems and comment.