It’s True, It’s Kind of Funny

It’s okay if you’re in love with someone else,
Who is touching your pale, soft cheeks for me.

It’s fine if you don’t want to let on
That you’ve escaped.
He is the curtain you that hides you in the shower,
He is the wet dick you love to suck.

Since you’ve gone,
You’re out in the night rolling with friends over expensive dinners,
You’re ungrateful for the money
Your mom dug out of her own grave for you.
You’ve forgotten everything I gave from the grit of my brain.

I laughed in my very violence to see you smile,
Now you’re only grinning when he tickles your skin.

I wrote you a love letter in a foreign language,
So you sit and admire it with him.
I drove thousands of miles to see you,
And you parted the sea and left me defeated.