Ego - origional poem

[lckngrwv_writes]

You ripped my ego apart
from York to Fort Kent without a second thought
but of course I shouldn't care

so you love her brown curly hair
mine isn't dyed -
and you love big asses
just not this big I suppose

and I guess I tend to superimpose my wishes
upon you and maybe I tend to bore you
with my inconsequential meanderings

but hey - I can't really help my foolish thoughts
just a foolish girl

and you dragged my ego
from York to Fort Kent a speeding
car waiting for the accident
that is you with her
and not me

life's never simple
maybe that scares you more than I thought
maybe you'll never know what you want
perhaps this is all wrong

maybe we'll crash down a world apart
pick up the pieces and meet

a strange street at dusk
maybe you'll hear these verses and see
there's more to me than there is to her
maybe my frustration is little more
than a cry in the dark for a cure
for the foolish thoughts plaguing me