"Watch Out For THEY,"
I'm stuck in this can, filled with people,
amidst the crowd I look for my woman, my equal.
"The Crown, In Danger,"
Why can't they leave us alone-- Anger.
I'm tired and moody, it feels like forever,
"More Freedom Now, Remember?"
I don't want to be here, let's get her,
let's run away together.
"Protect Her, Always-- Aggressor."
I can't touch her here, let alone get close,
meanwhile, are you trying to expose
us to the world, we'll fall like dominoes.
"Band Together, The Three Of Us,"
They'll just think we're nuts,
too much to think... I can be a klutz.
Is it fear I am feeling, this attachment is potent,
she's the muse to my poet,
here I write, unable to sleep, not wanting-- devoted.
Finally moved, we are free, own space,
but still trapped in the workplace.
Change of scenery, asking around,
"Is It Worth The Lateral, Calm Down."
I am tired of being angry, frustrated,
I'm sick of them poking around-- Aggravated.
"I Begin To Understand It, I See Your Struggle."
Too much to juggle.
"So Hold Her Hand, Quit Whining,"
I'll never stop fighting--
"FoR tHe MiSsUs! :) "