I've Had Enough

I seem to be invisible in your eyes
when I talk to you my words you don't hear
apparently your ears are deaf to anything I say
sometime I wonder if you even know I'm here.

When your beer buddies drop by for a visit
you laugh and talk with them all the time
just yesterday you had the nerve to tell them
when my wife's not complaining she whines.

I honestly believe you think I am your slave
you expect supper ready when you come home
the paper neatly folded on the arm of your chair
tomorrow expect it or not you'll find me gone.

I've had enough...

Ralph L. Clark © August 2004










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