I try so hard
To ensure we get a better life
But just like the weekend formation
You loathed my plans
So you kick at me,
At every given chance
You can bad mouth me behind doors
Your gossip mates can form a queue
If it makes you feel better at dusk
But don’t try to feign anything
Don’t even try to make me feel guilty,
I did nothing to quench your ugly urge
No apologies;
I don’t need one, you don’t want any either
It’s useless if we’ll take it back
Or how do we both steer a single wheel?
Let’s avoid a sheer crash
Now that we can still gather our pieces
It’s too late to know I’m me
I’m afraid I won’t change for you
You can’t call my hustle dirty,
And still request for my credit card every other day
As legal as it is, I’ll keep loving it
Because my job is who I am
