Fat, Frumpy, Forty and ... Faded?
Forty I am, plus a couple (at least in a few days)
As a good friend says, "It beats the alternative."
And I definitely can't argue with fat
Although I do so on a regular basis
As you can see, I'm not the one winning that argument.
Tune in again next week (or maybe next year)
Frumpy?
Especially without makeup
OK, you may think I look frumpy with makeup. Who knows?
and it seems that I don't care as much as I used to -
at least not most of the time
But Faded?
I'm far too pissed off right now to just fade away
I'm mad at people who claim they love me
but haven't got five minutes in their busy schedules
to talk to me
and haven't for 18 years
I'm mad at having to reparent myself because the
originals did such a lousy job
One enjoys hurting people too much
and the other one's been basically 'well, there are
lights on but nobody's home' for as long as I can
remember
I'm mad at being abandoned, ignored and walked over
I didn't deserve it then
I don't deserve it now
and by all the Gods
I'm not going to put up with it any more
I'm mad at people who say, "I love you" but use those
words to try to change me
I'm even madder at them for saying, ever so politely, that they love me when their actions shout volumes to me - that they are ashamed of my existence and would prefer that I be peaceful, quiet and blend in to the background
Fat chance (so to speak)
I don't know about singing, but this fat lady is
roaring
No, I don't think I've faded yet
CJH -01/08/01
Carol Y. Huber copyright - 01/08/01
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