3 July 2012
Fill my head with words
And a story let it tell
Of my sad and lonely life
Mainly spent in hell.
Not knowing what each day would bring
From one day to another
Waiting for my release
To someone who could be my lover.
Someone who would treat me right
With kindness from the start,
Someone who wouldn't try to hurt me
Or even try to break my heart.
You'd try to get inside my head
And wake me from my sleeping bed
And if from sleep I would not wake
A glass of water you would take
And throw it in my sleeping face
How I used to hate that place.
The things you'd do
And things you'd say
Just to try and make me pay
For wanting such a normal life
How I hated
My ex wife.
But then one day
I could take no more
And just walked out
Of my front door
Life is strange in many ways
'Cos now I love
All my days
And when I look back on my life
All I do is pity my ex wife.
Pity • Opuss № I