I Could

I could be a real bitch here.

I could really unleash

What's been building up 

Inside of me

Since you left.

You're just like the last one

Just like little toy soldiers

You all line up to march

Out of my life

I could compare you two so closely

Cowards, the both of you

So much similarity

So much so that I could laugh

Same complaints

"You're impossible to live with"

"I didn't leave the kids, I left you"

"I don't care what you think I never have"

Sitting there trying to act tough

Like anything you say is going to hurt me

Anymore

My reply

"You were no ball of sunshine yourself"

"You left, that's all they see regardless of how 

   You'd like to rationalize your selfishness"

"And now I no longer care about your thoughts, 

   Your wants, your dictates.  You no longer have power

      Over me"

But for one moment, if you're thinking

That I'm going to make any of this even

Remotely easy for you

You're sadly mistaken.

You've decided that your freedom 

Is more important than being

A real man.

One who sticks through the tough times

Willing to work to make it worth the effort

Willing to keep a real home for your child

Willing to live up to all the lies 

That dripped from your lips like 

The bullshit it turned out to be.

You had us all fooled.

Not just the three of us, but all those I love.

The people that treated you like more of a 

Son than your own loved ones.  

The people who are hurting right along

With we three

But your freedom was more important

The alcohol must have cleared it all up for you

Hanging with your unattached buddies must have

Made the path ahead of you look so much clearer

I could really be a bitch about this

Couldn't I?