There’s A Word Called Better… F.O.E.

She seen that side of me…

 

That side that no one fears…

 

She lifted her dress for a test…

 

I declined quietly…

 

Fireworks can be set up…

 

Right…

 

On time ready to live in the sky…

 

Us sitting side by side…

 

This is just the wrong time…

 

I love to be thought of as…

 

Property to be treated neatly…

 

Needing a me…

 

Needing a she…

 

No…

 

Nevermind…

 

I no I’m just…

 

What’s that drink called?

 

That one at that jazzy bar…

 

The one where…

 

“Bobby Blue Bland…”

 

Played my favored song…

 

Oh…

 

Old fashioned…

 

I think I’ve said this before…

 

Listen…

 

You may be mature…

 

I could never be yours…

 

I’ll fuck your life up…

 

Giving you some love…

 

Your soul couldn’t endure…

 

Love that can…

 

Never float away…

 

You will never…

 

Find it washed up…

 

On a shore…

 

You got to…

 

Discover life…

 

Plus what you really want…

 

On your own…

 

“But I  only want you!”

 

She said…

 

I told her it’s dark…

 

I’ll walk you home…

 

Your uncle…

 

Was my right hand…

 

He tought me alot…

 

Things I didn’t no…

 

When he got that life sentences…

 

That morning in court…

 

He walked in shackles with…

 

His head high…

 

He said to me…

 

“Look after my “niece,” and son…”

 

“My baby daughter…”

 

So I took the order…

 

I never broken my promises…

 

I helped you apply for colleges…

 

Your doing good out of state…

 

You even got a apartment looking…

 

Like a small estate…

 

Older…

 

When you get my age…

 

I’ll be old and grey…

 

You cried…

 

I said don’t…

 

I’m always here young one…

 

I just can’t ever be your man…….

 

 

 

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