Bitter Boys

Bitter boys are not much fun

I know, because I married one

Witty, smart, attractive, tall

A man who truly had it all

Except he couldn’t see it

Bitterness turned his wit to scorn

His joy to pain, his heart to stone

It took our love, so filled with life

And made me grieve to be his wife

No, bitter boys are not much fun

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Broken boys are not much fun

I know, because I married one

Handsome, talented, spiritual, proud

He wore his sadness like a shroud

Its darkness tainted everything

Our lives, our hopes

Our future, our dreams

It robbed us of children

It robbed us of joy

I really loved that broken boy

But, sadness is overpowering

It makes you numb

No, broken boys are not much fun

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Bitter, broken, broody, blue

I know those men, I married two

They pout, they rage, they live in fear

They look for slight in all they hear

Their pain becomes them

It draws me near

I want to love them

To hold them dear

To ease the pain

To kill the fear

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But let’s be clear…

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I'm done with bitter boys

Angry boys, broken boys

The looking for reasons

To be sad and feel bad boys

The seeing the darkness

Instead of the light boys

The I’m filled with pain

Not the I live in joy boys

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So, now what I’m looking for

Is someone who’s sunny

Who’s shiny, who sparkles

Is passionate, is funny

A man who smiles easily

Who trusts, who’s aware

A man who loves laughing

And is longing to share

A man who is tender

Is open, inquisitive

Who knows there is more to life

Who gives because he loves to give

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And once I have found that man

I’ll kiss him, caress him

I’ll dance for him, pamper him

Then slowly undress him

I’ll bathe him, anoint him

Make love to him, worship him

Laugh with him, cry with him

Care for him, grow with him

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And if I can’t find him

Then I will have none

Because it’s just a known fact

Bitter boys aren’t much fun