I need to do my laundry so that I can wear new pants.
The pants I’m wearing right now are tight and unforgiving
And I rather wish I could remove them but I find within each second
That, as time goes on, the chance of my removing them gets larger
Because as nighttime comes, on its way, I get to lay in bed
And when I get to lie in bed I get to take off these damn pants.
I need to work out more because my stomach is quite large.
The stomach that I have now is curvy on the sides so that
When I suck in you can’t quite tell that I am so uncomfortable
But then when I release myself the strain is far too much to bear
I can’t wait to take off these pants and let my stomach free
And when I get to lie in bed I get to take off these damn pants.
I need to eat less dinner so that I appear less full.
If I were to simply ingest half of what I do, or maybe more
It wouldn’t be so dramatic when I eat too much, so that I hurt
My stomach strains to hold what it can and I feel it hurting me
If only I could unleash my stomach and get my waistline to be free
And when I get to lie in bed I get to take off these damn pants.
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