So when do you get off.
Is it when you’re made to cry, or
should you stay till all respect is shredded, torn
and put on fire for good measure.
When will you decide to say enough
Everyone waits,
for someone to say, ‘do not wait for a sign,
from above, below, next door or your dog’
Apparently, it’s no longer simple.
(I’m not sure it ever was)
It’s no longer
Hello, am I happy? No.
Next.
Well I suppose try and get out before your sanity makes that decision
and leaves you behind.