Don't have a wishbone Where your backbone ought to be, They told me, so often.
See, wishbones are meant For Thanksgiving dinners where Two children break it
In half to see who Gets the first turkey leg, or something like that.
See, wishbones aren't strong. They aren't reliable, strong Enough to support you
When what you ought to Do doesn't comply with what you So dearly wish for.
If you lack backbones, And have a wishbone for a Spine instead, you should
Get to breaking that wishbone right out of your mind And body because
At the end of the day, A backbone is all you have When wishes aren't your
Reality. No, A backbone will keep you up Whereas a wishbone
Will break easily, As easily as your heart Will when your wishes
Do not come true. A Backbone is something you ought To have instead dear.
An ex boyfriend, after weeks of not speaking, asked to say good bye to me before he left for college. Recently he's said many inconsiderate and rude things about me, so his request took me off guard. My "wishbone" wanted to give in and see him one last time, but I knew that I was condoning him being such an *** to me (he was warranted to an extent- he took to talking about more than was expected or acceptable for someone an ex boyfriend of two months) if I let him say good bye. So I had a backbone instead and told him no. It seems trivial but he's been a weak spot for me in the past, and it was nice to not be so nice to someone who didn't deserve my kindness or a pass anyway. That's what inspired this haiku.