Why do I
have to work so hard
to win your approval?
Why do I
have to look nervously
behind my shoulder
to see who else is pursuing you?
Why do I
have to tolerate
you encouraging other guys
to pursue you?
I know
I am well ahead
of the rest
of the pack,
but
I don't want
to be
another one of
your running dogs.
I'm tired,
dead fucking tired.
I just want
to rest in the arms
of a woman
who really treasures me.
