Man Child
I Probably Shouldn’t Even Think It

Toothpaste on the counter
hair shavings in the sink
A pile of dirty laundry
well, I mean, what is a girl to think
I never wanted to be your mama and sure as hell won’t be your maid
it’s not a contract to be signed
And it’s not an even trade
you’re only proving that you’re nothing but a man child
I’m able to bring home my own bacon
and I can fry it in a pan
So why exactly is everyone making
me feel like I need a man?
I don’t need it baby
I don’t even want to try
I can’t trade my peace on maybe
I’m sorry, I can’t settle for a man child
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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