It's laundry day
I say
To myself
As I put on
My ***** jeans
And kinda clean
Top
Mop up
The mess
Of yesterday
And move forward
Toward today
A metaphor for
Every relationship
Past and present
Pleasant
But not fulfilling
Not my first choice
Not even second
Or seventh
But was available
Because I can't get
My first choice
So I take the love
I think I can get
And deal with the regret
Of not striving
For my own happiness
Instead I live hapless
Unlucky in life
Unlucky in love
Nov 22, 2012
Nov 22, 2012 at 3:58 PM UTC
It's laundry day
I say
To myself
As I put on
My ***** jeans
And kinda clean
Top
Mop up
The mess
Of yesterday
And move forward
Toward today
A metaphor for
Every relationship
Past and present
Pleasant
But not fulfilling
Not my first choice
Not even second
Or seventh
But was available
Because I can't get
My first choice
So I take the love
I think I can get
And deal with the regret
Of not striving
For my own happiness
Instead I live hapless
Unlucky in life
Unlucky in love
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