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Thursday, August 7, 2014

A Long Hard Lonely Way

What have I to offer?
I have no skills to bring
Were I to beg or borrow love,
I could refuse it at no price!
My abilities suffer compared to others
I’m not able to sew or mend
My words are that of a school child
I’m not glib by any ken
My riding skills are paltry
My cooking skills are parse
I’m not good with children
My etiquette is farce
If my diction here is faulty
Forgive me if I stray
But my voice is somewhat Country
To the City, it will not stay
So when I leave your side
It’s not for lack of love
It’s simply fear for embarrassment
I’m not the best of company
Who would ever want me
When half the time I cannot speak
The rest remember my own name
Or trip over my own two feet
No one wants the sick girl
The books make it seem glamorous
But if it’s boring everyday crap
It’s just a lot of fuss
So every day I take my medicine
And every day is just the same
One day I’ll finally wake up
And there won’t be any more pain
So what is there to offer?
But a long hard lonely way
It’s mine alone to travel
I think I’ve surpassed my stay

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