The bitterness eats me up 
And they’ve told me it’s just unwanted love
That festers and burns
As the axis turns 
For other seasons 
And there are reasons
Why people will turn your life upside down
I walked Bláthnaid home to her side of town
When she’d had one too many
And there wasn’t any
Way I would let her go that way alone
It was before the age of iPhone
When we would text for 13 cent 
And each one counted because every one meant
Someone had thought of you
And thought to spend time and money to
Talk it through
And there was Smirnoff Ice and blue WKD
I liked the taste but the vibe wasn’t for me
But those girls were ancient, those girls wee old
Those girls were a story that’s never been told 
Sitting in my soul 
As we talk our way into Blazers
And make unsteady use of razors 
For the first time 
It was sublime 
But there were those who used the blades
To do a tad more than shave
And it was just the status quo
You’d hear the whispers and you’d know 
What others went through
There was a friend I loved who did it too
And she was like the thread that tied
A smile to the boat on the ship that lied 
And failed to float
So I quote 
Ralph Waldo Emerson for the win
And other inspiration 
Would just come to pass
But these years have taken more class
Than I knew how to own 
It’s like the game was thrown
The moment my saviour walked in the door
And what’s more 
It was a perfect prose
The best thing about the less travelled road
Is that it’s not really a choice
It is about using your voice
Then your feet just walk
Otherwise you are all talk
In the tea
I’d have a sup of that with you if you’re free