Can't keep my eyes open,
sitting her hoping,
my mechanism for coping,
is in tact,
Just the other day,
I thought I heard me say,
somethings gone awry,
that's a fact,
Ain't got no one to talk to,
What's an in tact-woman to do,
Guess I'm all alone,
A one woman act,
some say,
the pain will go away,
with lotions and potions,
Is it worth it?
Such vulnerability, No body's perfect,
least of all, me.
My inevitable strife,
change of life.
Can't keep my eyes open
sitting here hoping
my mechanism for coping
is in tact.
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