I wish I had her,
But she’s under his spell,
I just can’t take this,
My passion doesn’t end well.
I spy her elated by him,
It braids my pleasure with pain,
I can no longer endure this,
Because for him it’s nothing but gain.
Their love like a whip excruciates me,
It Lacerates me like I know it would,
But then again,
Ten lashes never felt so good.
Should I try and stand out,
And become freak of the week,
She probably wouldn’t notice me,
I’m just a marching band geek.
