You didn’t tell us
you were
seeing someone new,
but standing next to mom
is the only place that I
have ever seen you.
Things are
different now
and that’s just part of life,
yes, I am a little sad
but after all,
it is a Friday night
I put some
nice clothes on
and some more makeup too
off to the bar,
So I can pretend
that inside I’m not feeling blue
I’m good at this,
I think,
as I fake a wide smile
but deep down I know, I cope
the very best,
by living in denial
when tears threaten
to escape my
glistening eyes
I run to the bathroom
stare into the mirror
and shout “Bad bitches don’t cry!!”
Then I wipe my face
and head back out
handling my pain with ease
I can’t let it show
I am not sad
I have too many people to please!
Now looking back
I wish I could smack
myself right upside the head
because feelings exist
they’ll always persist
and without them I would be dead
I was just plain wrong
I have been all along
to the old me I say goodbye
it’s okay to bawl,
because after all,
God damnit, BAD BITCHES DO CRY!!!
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