He Says He Loves Me

He says he loves me
but doesn’t really get me,
knows he can’t fix me.

That should be enough,
make me feel gooey and stuff,
break right through my bluff.

Ain’t got shit to give.
What is that word? –Impassive.
I wonder: Why live?

Music, humor, art…
Okay, I will play my part.
I don’t give a shart.

For the kids, I’ll stay.
I will smile day after day.
In the breeze I’ll sway.

No, you can’t fix me.
Not sure how you could love me.
We’ll just have to see.

Won’t we?