The State I'm Living In

The audacity of calling me To ask how I am The capacity you have for telling me That if I put my mind to it then I can When it was a simple, post-marked letter You dropped one morning in the mail As easy as finding a stamp And sending us a fond farewell The ferocity of the big bad wolf Disguised as a little lamb The monstrosity of how easily you said to me You certainly hoped i'd understand And it was a simple, foolish attempt At getting me to see the light As easy as kissing my cheek Then telling me goodnight The generosity of you telling me I wasn't just an also-ran Is tempered by the animosity that I feel When I realize I was just your back-up plan These are the cities These are the cities And this is the state I'm living in The curiosity of you telling me I'd always be your best friend And the tenacity required of me To grit my teeth and let go of your hand These are the cities These are the cities And this is the state I'm living in