Friday, 7 June 2013

Better man

When will all of this make sense?
How do I move forward hence?
I am told I'll find a better man
I fear, however, there's no way I can
For I am scarred, beaten, lost
I'm lonely, worthless, cold as frost
I am, right now, lower than low
What could I have to offer a beau?
My breasts have fed two precious babes
My heart has suffered slowly with tabes
Wrapped in barbed wire and thoroughly scarred 
My heart is damaged, useless, marred 
My brain is fried 
I've cried and cried (and cried and cried)
I've turned inward and cringed at the sight
I've wanted to die and thought I might
I've battled illness, I've fought alone
I've become a wretched ugly crone
I want to be able to crank it up; become super lady 
To face the world, to shut them up, shun all that's shady
I want it all and now is good
I've been holding back, I thought I should
Until now I've done it all for others
Husband, children, sister, mothers 
Now it's up to me, myself
I lay upon the dusty shelf
I have no life or love to offer
I will hold my feelings in a coffer
A tiny part wants to prove the neigh sayers wrong
I'll probably instead just turn to song
Sing out of time and out of key
Revert my name to nee
Tell lies of how okay I am
While dining on crepes with jam
I'll wash it down with tales of how
I'm bound to do much better now
For now I am rid of ball and chain
Destined to never love again
For I am broken, scarred and scared
It matters not what's in my head
For men want only what's in my pants
While I just want to dance, dance, dance
So I'll stick with skirts 
And sweet desserts
I'll take the good, the bad, the ugly
I'll lie in bed at night, smugly
Knowing that they'll never
Have it all, ever
That's their loss cause here's a dame
Who's smart and fun and is game
A lady who can play the fool
While knowing that you'll 
Rue the day
You let this fish away
For each and every man I've loved
Has pushed and pulled and tugged and shoved
And tried to make me fit a mould
With a notch, a groove, a full on fold
I've never been just quite enough
Close but perhaps a little rough
I've tolerated more than I should
Been through a whole lot more than most ever could
And when I've left they're full of regret 
Each admitting that they've just let
The lady of their dreams slip by
Yet they willing allow me to fly
So I cannot have meant that much to them
I'm a piece of fluff, lint, some phlegm 
The evidence mounts atop 
As I fall deeper down the drop
My self esteem takes a pounding
The truth it is resounding
But I'll take it firmly on the chin
Face the world with a superficial grin
I'll battle wars that can't be won
And spin the whirlwind til it's spun
I'll come out stronger, tougher, meaner
I'll be battle ready, internally cleaner
I'll build stone walls around 
From deep within the underground
I'll prepare my romantic tendencies 
And remove all propensity towards dependencies
I'll be completely self reliant
I'll be cruel and defiant
I'll be nothing like me at all
For no one wants that shortfall 
I'll model myself on someone else
Like ScarJo or a Christmas Elf
I'll find a way to hide my faults
Stick myself back with nuts and bolts
Cover the over with powder and gloss
Pretend I'm not bitter and cross
I'll play the part and meet the need
I'll clean the house, provide the feed
I'll let go of all my dreams
I'll buy the lotions and the creams 
Or; I'll take the high road
Break the code
Yell "Fuck you suckers! "
Chat to truckers
Meet more randoms, dance with strangers
Live my life, screw the dangers
I'm meant for more
I'll hit the core
I'll find a way to shake the tree
Get the nuts AND be free
I will find love one day 
One day it will find a way
I will tell the truth
We will French kiss in a booth 
I'll call him on his shit 
And not worry that he'll hit
For though he may threatened in jest
I know that he'll know that I'm the best
I'll drink with him and eat good food
He won't care that I'm crude
He'll laugh at all my stupid jokes 
He'll tolerate, then love my folks
I'll show him all the nasty shit inside
I won't care if he runs to hide
I've hidden from that crap
There's so much you need a map!
But that won't matter because you see
This time I'll let him see me
And if I am not good enough 
Then he can try to call my bluff
Because I will no longer settle
Only the best for me or hit the metal
I'll determine who is best
Not my sister, mother or the rest
I am a fussy bitch you see
Only the best get to be with me
No more compromising from now on
The ugly ducking is a swan
And swans seek out clean water
So all you second grade men oughtta
Just step aside and let my shine 
Cause the dance floor is now mine
And I may not be professionally trained 
But what I have can't be detained
I am full of life you see
Mischief, fun and a side of Brie
I have two children, they come first
I love them so much I could burst
But I have plenty of love left over
A different kind, saved for The Drover
I am special, not unique 
The perfect blend of strong and weak
I will light your fire 
Hell, I'll even change your tyre
But don't be reckless with my heart
It is quite the work of art
Covered in scars 
It looks like the sky of stars
Pocked and stitched 
It probably would be best switched
But it's mine and it tells a story 
Not of fame nor power nor of glory
One of truth and love and betrayal 
In it lies the holy grail
For there is love more deep and true
Reserved for only a select few
Once you're in you're good as gold
For my love will never fold
It will endure forever 
It will survive whatever
Happens in the future
It changes, morphs, needs a suture
But it will survive 
For I will keep it alive
For now I bide my time
Knowing that this bullshit rhyme
Is nothing but a firm reminder 
That I need to be much kinder
To myself and all my flaws
To clutch those straws
And hold on tight
Hold on with all my might
Because I'm worthy, just as I am
If you don't think so watch the door slam


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