wearied

wearied am becoming

worried am getting

buried will be I ask

married is all wanted

carried lovingly by you I long

What I see now is sad

It leaves me mad

I start to think I shouldn’t had

lacking and empty is the fad

am known now as one who gad

then some now call me a cad

should I shed a tear

when you can’t be near

to be available to hear

attentively giving an ear

showing me that am so dear

am asking this to be on our rear

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