Oh Bay Bay

Oh Bay Bay (Sometimes I Don’t know Why I Stay)

I’m a sucker for some Bay Bay

Like a fool with his hand out

Waiting for empty promises

Like a girl waiting for her abusive lover

To love her

Like an outcast hoping to belong

I love my Bay Bay

Like a wife loves her disconnected husband

Like a child loves his narcissistic mother

Like a diabetic loves their soda water

To death

To death.

I contemplate leaving  my Bay Bay

For some other who can provide for me

All the vices in the world

To bury my pain and distract me from this solitude

A continuous quick fix beyond my best interest.

A ride or die but don’t let die

Someone/someplace full of sunshine

Rarely ever any gloom.

But with a dark side that shows itself once a year,

Threatening to flood you and all of your comforts.

Now that I think about it, I feel a certain comfort with you,

Bay Bay.

You’re predictable and balanced and you’ll never

Freeze me out of my lungs or

Suffocate me or

Twist me high and spit me to the ground.

You may shake me up a little, every once in a while,

But I’m used to that.

I’m used to you getting me all excited only to forget all about

It a day later.

Yeah, you are disappointing to me.

With you, I see no opportunities.

You never get excited for me, and you

Make me feel like I’m not special.

Like I’m only a small part of this big ass puzzle. Rat race.

But you keep me grounded

And you keep me balanced

And you keep me healthy

And you keep me real

And you keep me paced

And you keep me waiting

For those promises…

…and someday, perhaps when I’ve matured down to my grave,

You will come through on those promises.