humilation of the worst kind
sprinting to the door
my pants weren't even on
I'm not feelin it
I don't have time for you anyway
so I'm braving face and I don't care
but secretly sinking lower and lower
hardens my resolve towards that man in my head
I'll call you Sunday
but we both know you won't
dear readers know you won't
you were happy to hear from me
well I'm fucking glad someone is happy because it's not me
I just want to scoop up Zoe and lay in bed and watch cartoons
I can't hide at work and
I can't lob off my head to get you out of it
the work is neverending this week, this month, this year
my friend, she's my only friend
"mommy, I'm not going to be your best friend anymore"
not even she wants me
paradise is only a paycheck away, away, away and then away
never here you dolt
and the weirdos are out to play today
can't you see I want to be alone
under cover brother
I think I will make them all pay
all of them I say
I want to find someone to be really mean to
why can't I bring myself to make that one be you?