I don't feel like
calling my dad
he always wonders
why I don't spend
more time with him
I feel bad-but then
it's one too many
things to feel bad about
I bought another
Beatles album-Rubber Soul
I was born too late
and the boys in the tree house
want to play-but I can't
right now or ever
I need them to love
me or I take it wrong
I need always some-
thing more than what's
around or available
the story of my life
so what's the point?
I guess I can't say
or I might be forced
to explain my answer
and everyone knows
once I get started on
explaining myself-I forget
the point of my answer
I need a job again
I can't help it if
the economy has no
place for the non-skilled
story of my life
3-23-93
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