then

the boat rocks

and I peer through my telescope

it hurts when you

insult me

it makes me happy

when you mock me

but I also see

that I am far from perfect too

and we both know that

meanness is unattractive

but no voyage is

without choppy waters

weather you see them coming in not

I can

pull that knife from between my shoulders

because I love you

this ship will

arrive at its destination

no matter what