I’m just the girl that washes the dishes
half assed and half clean
dirty,
something’s always left still dirty
smudged out and written again
I’m just the one that you look at
you don’t see me
I lay naked before you
and you look beyond me,
sometimes just eye to eye then walk away
clothing like pages, never tripped or
engaged with
I'm just the girl that calls in the late…
too late in the
afternoon to bother you
in the morning i’m just that ring
that aggravates for a while
I’m just the girl…you don’t miss me
you just bitch me and twist me
and put me away
I’m just the girl you fix me and
break me, my silence
my ignorance of your talking
I’m floating with nothing to say
staring at silence, we’ve embraced
and left you, we’ve both gone away
I’m just the girl that cries when you’re mad
I’m just the one that hasn’t left
like you thought i would
too stay too loudly
you’re not too happy, too bad
I’m just the one that you lie next to
and bitch about the one that
steals all the blankets and kisses you
goodbye every morning, you just roll
over and snore, that’s what love
is this love all about?
what am i for? here and there i abhor
I'm just the one that flips through
the box full of channels
I’m too fast, past,
past the basketball noise
I’m just a girl, and i don’t light up like neon
I don’t inhale along with the boys
I’m just the girl affixed to
a lap topped with keys
opening up no door
I’m just the intellectual book
you can’t crack
you’ve graduated
and graduates don’t read anything
more not me i’m not me anymore…
I’m just the girl that doesn’t
wear aprons or walk along with the dog
i’m just the oil you have to check
the flat tire to change
the picture cracked, beheaded chef’s
and tiggerless heads are just neck
it’s all normal, somehow it’s lost
all it’s former strange
i’m just the girl
the one you caressed
my cheek remembers your name
every now and again
want to go lay down?
lay down again…
again…
and let’s…yeah and again
I'm just the girl
that you don’t know
just the girl not
good enough
I’m just the girl you
wonder about, talk about
walking doubt and shout
and go out with somebody
else, not myself
i’m just the girl
not a toy
like a ball without a bat
i’m little to joy
I’m just the girl that talks in the dark
I'm just the girl with one friend,
no end, and no beginning no conclusion
I’m nothing…you’re always gone
gone away
the end
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