Glee it's tough to give your love
To one who once fit like a glove
But now despises
Tells drunken lies
Feeling like a trapped caged dove
Unable to soar and fly free
To live the life in you mind you see
Clipped wings keep you
Love once felt true
No longer now the man he used to be
To love one who loves another
Is to feel a love being smothered
Who can compete
With vodka neat?
And eventually wondering...why bother
Give love only to those you know
Will blossom in your love, and grow
A weed will flourish
Without you to nourish
So feed the souls that still love you so
And leave the weed to find its own
And one day it may well have grown
Straight and true
Seeks sun, in blue
And no longer wants to be alone
Or may straggle weak in shade
Feeble roots, Suns rays evades
Not your choice
To keep weed moist
From seed to weed, choice was made