Unfaithful and unkind...not me,
rude and obnoxious...not me;
abusing and accusing...not me
dishonest and judgemental...not

From the time I was small
I thought no, not me
I will never, not ever
Be treated like debris

As time shuffled on
Years passed

When  I was a child and there was ice cream to be had

It would cheer me up if I was sad

Who ate all the ice cream

Love is responsibly alive.
It thrives in me, and in you,
not in me you say to me today,
but I say, know love too.

Why me? Why

I will not hear you

cry out. I will not

run and hold you

so you won't go.

I have lived here

in anger without you.

I know