WHAT WHERE WHEN HOW
What's the answer
For this dancer
Afraid to dance for you
Where's the power
You can shower
On me when you're wanting too
When will our private hours be
The ones we used to have in reality
Before you were afraid
Why don't I keep my mouth in check
I rant and rave and give you heck
How am I going to know you're okay
You turn your back on me to run away
Into the anger of testosterone
I don't have a phone
Call when I can
Until then Go without a man
Why would I wait
How long and how late
Where is my frustration
When I have become your castration
What can I do
Just say I'm sorry
Baby
I do love you
When I vent
Why are you spent
Where there's her where you go
I don't want to know
What went on
You're gone
I failed to prove it again
That I am yours man friend
Having you then letting go
Is the hardest thing I've had to know
Then serving you as a good wife
For you to go back to the life
Without me
I must plea
My pain
Or put a gun to my brain.
1/1/2005 0850 cj
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