Don't expect too much of me
and i will never let you down
i hope you understand
all the many reasons
i stay bound
theres no way in hell
I'm going back around
to where i last found you
or any of thous tools
you call boyfriends
fools to be used
rarely stay in the shed
its embarrassing enough
to think of you this much
let alone to walk a muddy path
with out any shoes
stained with the blood of your rivals
tell me where is the clear water that runs
along with the warmth of your sun
i am frozen at this moment
in need of your light
to wash the icy tundra away
in the early morning gray
mold me as you do
your clay
find i am as you
not they
i am of thee earth
in so many ways
there is very little molding
hence
no wonder i hold fast to this
in a New York second
however
i am here! today
so why i wonder do you ask?
any way.
