Couldn't Sleep Last Night
To Busy Thinking About You
Can't Get You Out Of My Head
But What Am I Supposed To Do

I Can't Seem To Do Anything
Without You In My Head
Every Night
I Sit And Think  
About You
As I Lie Awake In Bed

Im Going Crazy
I Just Don't Know What To Do
My Heart Controls My Mind
I've Fallen In Love With You

I Have to get you out
of my head
To much time has gone by
Nothing that can be said
For there has been to many
pillows laid upon
To many beds

It is what it is now
Regardless what was said
Need to focus  somehow
I need to
  Get you out of my head

Simba

There will always be
more than one fisherman.
( Especially,
the one before me.)

Who will ignoring the;  
Private property.
No trespassing signs.
At that polluted pond.

Thinking I had the
best bait.
I thought, I had caught
the prize of the day!
It looked good!

To think that fish was
a keeper!
Only to realize.
It was an easy catch.
It was caught before.
It didn't matter what kind
of bait I used.

I had to throw it back.
There was more than
one hook.
And it won't be
the last.

I was wrong fishing in
that pond.
Ignoring
those signs.
I will never go back.

That is the end.
Of,
My fishing trip

Simba

You had told me
You would never
go back to him.
I knew you would.
I hope you're happy
you did!

You can still live the LIE
You will still have to hide
Until the day your
husband dies.

Then he can step out
of the shadows and
you both can pretend.
That you guys
just met each other
once again.

You two don't care
What you both do apart
I'm sure he has
other woman.
Like you have
other Men.

Until, you get together.
To do what you do.
Not to be seen
with others.
Like I saw with my
own eyes!
  The day I saw you.

At least it's not me now!
I don't have to hide.
I'm sure he won't either.
You'll have an alibi,
another lie.

You won't have to pretend
with me anymore.
We were just lovers .
The one  I feel in love with.

I have always been  
the convenient one.
I lived closest to you.
I think?

To sleep in my bed.
The way I held you.
Then you would pretend!
I was the best one for you.
When I would do,
What I did to you.
You would tell me.
I was the best,
at what I did to you!

Only because,
he was far away.
Im sure ,
you have told him
that too!

But, then again
you told me this.
You would drive
over an hour or two!
To do.
Whatever you two
do together.

You can tell him you
love him!
You probably do.
Just like you told me.
You loved me, too.

You're back with your old
shopping partner.
Your lover, too!

He will take you out to dinner
and for drinks.
I'm sure you won't pay half
on anything.
Just think!

He will even open
your door!
After you step
out of his car.
  Then lean in.
To thank you for the night
and for what you did to him.
To kiss you on the cheek
then your lips.
It won't stop there.
It will be
much more
in the end.

I'm sure he's has
big hands.
Like you told me
I do!
I'm sure you say that,
to all of the boys!

Just like I have
done before.
Then again.
He has done this for
many years!
Because,
He has six years before
you and I.
Oh, yeah!
Also, during our five
years together
It all the same.
It's a long time.


The bottom line is.
You're cheating on
your husband.
Then you go home
to him.
Only to start all
over again
It will never end.

He's no different
than I.
He's waiting on
the side.

So you live your
double life.
I'm happy for you!
I hope he's making
you happy,
too!

He's your chosen one!
It's not me for you.
You can fly south in the winter!
When it comes time, too!

I Should have never been
a part of this.
I am guilty in this
love triangle,
or was it a square?
Possibly, an octagon!
Now I don't care

I fell in love with you!
When I gave you
that kiss.
I was living  
a fantasy.
I was making
a wish!
A wish to be
with you.
Now I can see.
That this wish won't
come true.
Not for me.

So no matter what
I just wrote
to you!

Remember this.
I did love you
Mary Ann!

From that first
time kiss!
I wrote
that poem.

From Me to You.

Simba

To be told by you!
That you're living
a double life.
How can one be trusted?
If you're fake with me .
How, can you be true
to the another?

I have tried to put it aside.
When I opened my eye's
I realized it has been a lie.
It only benefits the one.

I know deep down inside,
you had a different agenda.
You would say;
"There has been no other's"
I tried to believe this.
To know it's not true.
There was nothing I could do.
Except to leave you.

You have played
that game.
With more than one
Before, during, and after.
Me, myself, and I.
I was  supposed to turn
a blind eye!
I asked myself.
What made me the
special one?
If you really wanted it
to be me.
You would have changed
your ways!

It won't work
that way.
Because, you have
it made!
To come and go as
you please!
The one thing on
your mind.
Is to deceive one,
from the other's.
It's about you!
Not you and me.
It's about you,he, and him.

No matter what,
you told  me
I know better.
You could not
convince me .
Game over

Simba

I love what I miss
and I miss what I love
I wish things could
be different
From God above

I know there's a difference
between love and hate
I've changed my ways
The other remains
the same
That bird will never
change
thier ways
That bird will stay
in the nest
While bluffing one
and thierself

It will find the food
that suits them best
It's not about loyalty
It's about what
they need
For that bird
It's the mealworm
In the moment
That suits them best

I've loved that bird
I flew away
I love that bird
to this day
But, I can't stay
with something
That will always  astray
Because that's the
only way
they want it
Each and everyday

I'm not looking to
build a nest
I'm beyond that
I contest
I'm looking for
forever more
I'm not looking for
a female Matadore
Who is looking for that bull
to score

I'm looking for
one-on-one
That's not wanting 2 or more
There's a word for this
It's rhymes with score

I want nothing  more to do
with that bird
Fly Away
Fly away

Simba