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Jho
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"Instructions For Telling People How To live Their Life."- S.S
I tell people I don't plan on getting married
and suddenly
it's a sad story.
Before when I was
younger
dumber
less informed about my own source of happiness,
I told people I wanted a family.
Loving husband and three boys.
"You will."
"You will."
"You will."
Now that I am
disenchanted
stronger
more confident in the company of myself.
I tell people I want to be single forever.
Me, my cat and my controller.
"That's sad."
"They all say that."
"Wait until you find the one."
I didn't know
I was the antagonist
of my own life.
I didn't realize when
my opinions
my dreams
my goals
became the opposite of what's to root for.
Nobody said congratulations
on my 6 month anniversary
of being happy.
I have had no
encouraging words
hopeful eyes.
All I got was pity.
Like it was a shame to be alone.
Like I should act right.
Dress better.
Maybe I'll find another man
who doesn't love me
who doesn't please me
who has only read the back of my book
and declared my genre
fantasy.
Mothafuckas
cheering for the other guy
like they ever did me any favors.
Like they ever did them any favors.
And if being in a relationship
was
the best thing
why was I miserable half the time?
But when I'm single
when I'm alone
when I'm in love
with myself
I sit in absolute silence.
I deliberately turn the volume down
So all I can hear
are my own thoughts.
I write books in secrecy
I harass my friends
I sleep for hours...
it's a miracle I wake up.
And I am so happy those days
my heart could burst.
Where is there room for two?
I tell people I don't plan on getting married
and suddenly
it's a sad story.
Before when I was
younger
dumber
less informed about my own source of happiness,
I told people I wanted a family.
Loving husband and three boys.
"You will."
"You will."
"You will."
Now that I am
disenchanted
stronger
more confident in the company of myself.
I tell people I want to be single forever.
Me, my cat and my controller.
"That's sad."
"They all say that."
"Wait until you find the one."
I didn't know
I was the antagonist
of my own life.
I didn't realize when
my opinions
my dreams
my goals
became the opposite of what's to root for.
Nobody said congratulations
on my 6 month anniversary
of being happy.
I have had no
encouraging words
hopeful eyes.
All I got was pity.
Like it was a shame to be alone.
Like I should act right.
Dress better.
Maybe I'll find another man
who doesn't love me
who doesn't please me
who has only read the back of my book
and declared my genre
fantasy.
Mothafuckas
cheering for the other guy
like they ever did me any favors.
Like they ever did them any favors.
And if being in a relationship
was
the best thing
why was I miserable half the time?
But when I'm single
when I'm alone
when I'm in love
with myself
I sit in absolute silence.
I deliberately turn the volume down
So all I can hear
are my own thoughts.
I write books in secrecy
I harass my friends
I sleep for hours...
it's a miracle I wake up.
And I am so happy those days
my heart could burst.
Where is there room for two?
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