Seven-sixteenths of an inch
is how deep people think I am.
Why is it that I'm perceived
to be so much less than I can?
Is it that I am too much?
Could my high standards
be the reason that
my keys stay on a lanyard?
I'm not asking too much
just what I think I deserve
A man to stand up, a man
who has and uses his nerve
One who's not scared to tell me no
One who has direction
One unafraid to ask, or want
to see or be with me
I ask the one to see me
I ask him to be part of my life
but he mistakenly thinks
that I'm asking to be his wife
All I want from that one
is a "friend, date, or not"
Some answer to the question
which for years we've sought
I can live my life
with or without him
but I'd rather go without
than be ripped inside out again
Three weeks he has
to make up his mind
or it's sayonara, honey
walk away on that line
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