say why I aint so easy

getting easier all the time
though
i wonder if others think so

just because
just because
just because
just because

lots happier
lots happier
lots happier

i still raise my hand
and say why
but
i am getting easier
and it is spring after all

without order…
_{on the other hand, i’m handy when order is in order.}

all the time.

partially because it may not be so true
my heart is much bigger
bigger than i was told it was
than i accepted it to be
sure i can be specific and unruly and cowboylike
but
none the lesssss
i am pretty good at,,,,given the situation,,,,,having comfortability
around
and, actually, i sort of like, sensing it, feeling if it could be there and letting it pull itself in

but as much as there are times when i want to be “with”
there are times when i like to be
by myself
it’s calming and makes sense to me

“hi, what are you doin? Can we meet for a little bit?”
“Well, actually i don’t think so tonight.”
“Why?”
fourth call or text later, “why”
why
this was a free night i had, no responsibilities and i decided to just hang out with myself; do the laundry, cook some Baltic chicken, take a chair down to the parking lot with a beer and a cigar and let the sun disappear
she couldn’t let it go, wouldn’t just let me say no
“so i guess this is it!”

I don’t want to do anything

I still don’t want to do anything