Michelle

Michelle, my god, the girl annoys
With all the guys with which she toys
With all the reasonable reasons she gives
With all the choices with which she lives
Michelle she wants to be part of it all
But tends to take everyone else's fall
And dreams of perfect pleasant days
But can't see the sunshine for all her rays
Michelle a perfect wonderful shell
Looking for her own embraceable hell
And drifting within her bubble self-made
Can't cope with a love so slightly frayed
Michelle is she destined forever to fail
On an ocean of normality forever to sail
Or will she take what's in her bed
Or would she prefer her emotions dead

April 2002