Dinner for One, Eating For Two
You ask me to page you
You have thrown your gauntlet
I give you a page
I have thrown mine
You never return the page
And the challenge is over
Exposed for the fivilous shallowness that it was
And I sit here alone
Dinner for one
Staring at all the young happy sluts
All those beautiful couples
Hating them
Why do they deserve happiness
And what have I done that makes me so unworthy?
Perhaps my ambition...
I also spy fat, overweight
Balding 40 year olds
So pitiful, eating dinner by themselves
Hating them, but not because of my disgust
But the fact that I will probably end up just like them
Fat, ugly, lonely and dead