“DOES ANYONE UNDERSTAND

     WOMEN?”

In my life,

There is this person,

A jealous but loving one,

She lives with her aunt,

And never, it seems, has fun,

Every so often I get a message,

With what can be considered to be an extensive rant.

She tells me how much she loves me,

Of course I knew that prior to her note,

And I don’t want to sound here, like I gloat,

But she does love us both, Rufuz & I,

And we both find we devote,

All our love her way as well.

What she doesn’t realize,

Is certain words spoken in anger, hurt,

I try my best to not speak without thought,

Unlike most men I hear about, sorry guys,

But when I do this I am thought to be dirt, apparently.

But when I just blurt,

I get into trouble all the same,

Is this just a game?

Cause if so, it is just so lame,

If I say what I feel,

In trouble I get,

If I keep it in,

Again, I find I am in trouble.

Does anyone out there understand women?

And if so, what the hell am I doing wrong?

I try to be open, as she says she wants,

But then when I am, I feel like a dunce,

For saying something that I should have kept in…

Damn relationships are very hard,

Perhaps I was better off alone,

With a demeanor that of stone,

To whine and cry all alone,

To live and die just the same…

                                       (ed)