I was invited to a place
To dance
And too grace life’s stage
With my own romance but not
Even then did I see the readiness
That all the past people you have been
Here with before me I have seen a
Temperance in none of my actions when I am
Ôverwhelmed by your insults
And now I have been dug down too
Much by all that you have said
And done because you
Say mean things, fine, don’t we all
But you do questionable
actions And never explain
You may find someone
You may have found me
But if you mistreat me
You won’t get what you really need

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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