Fountain Kind of Soul
I have so much love and respect for my partner
It is easy to do this, she is loveable and respectable
I try not to talk about her much because
Her life is not your spectacle– neither is mine, honestly
Despite the evidence otherwise, but
I find her easy to love. I find most people
Easy to love. It makes me easy to take advantage of.
I’ve learned this about myself through past trials, past errors
I’ve matured and grown, loved, lost, learned and nurtured
I am more than just a person– I am a fountain kind of soul
I flow ferociously into those around me and I only notice
When they piss on me, which she never does.
That isn’t to say she coddles me, I’m just saying
She doesn’t treat me like someone she doesn’t know
She doesn’t splash through my waters like she isn’t
Walking through someone’s home–
She’s the only one like that so far, I’ve met
A lot of cool people and I have to say
I don’t like what most of them put in my water.
Reuse the same water over and over
In circulation with some degree of filter
My filter broke after years of people
Throwing their two cents at me like I’m some sort of
Wishing well– and hey, man– piss off
That’s some other guy’s problem.
Now I’m upchucking pennies all the time–
I’ve become my own enemy.