14 May 2012
You're all around me I feel smothered, You don't want me you just want to be mothered.
We're trapped by the house and ring, I feel like a songbird without it's sing.
It's been hours, days since our last kiss, You rarely touch your little miss.
You seem to think I'm already your Mrs, But you'll be sorry when I stray for kisses.
I feel locked in by housework and tv, The same awful monotony.
& only when I'm tucked up in bed, Am I truly free inside my head.....
Opuss № I