a poem about a girl named "J"
Everynight "J" calls me.
Shes been in my life for 5 years now.
On a mutual level, theres love and respect.
But everynight like clockwork, she goes out..
... and gives herself to women who are nothing.
The number keeps getting higher.
And the level of stress is rising.
She just can't settle down.
But she knows what she wants, she just can't obtain it.
I love her.
Buts its never enough is it?
Shes been in my life for 5 years now.
On a mutual level, theres love and respect.
But everynight like clockwork, she goes out..
... and gives herself to women who are nothing.
The number keeps getting higher.
And the level of stress is rising.
She just can't settle down.
But she knows what she wants, she just can't obtain it.
I love her.
Buts its never enough is it?