Just seems to me
That the things I give up just seem to mount
You ask how that can be
Just look around and you will see
Around you....I can't even be me
Sure you stay home all day
My work takes me out all day
When I am at home
You go out...even though I have to make you
Just to get you away from home
All you do is talk about the work you do
Have to do at home
You don't like me spending time on the net
I have even got to where I feel bad for the time
I spend trying to write another poem yet
I feel bad just turning on my computor
Should I give it all up
Would you be happy then
I just wonder |