Four P.M.
I think of him
I phone
He wants to be alone
It's okay
I say
Can understand
That I demand
What's good for he
Is good for me
That's the place
We all must face
What is just
What we must
Fairness is all
Equality a rolling ball
But life isn't fair
The changes are there
The only thing seen
To some change is mean
Without a doubt
Smile or pout
It's all in your mind
In this life what you'll find
Love or the hate
If you're early or late
For your final debate
Are you cute
Risky or stable
Strong or unable
To go your own way
It's rainy Sunday all day.
