MS LEE

A runaway from the southeast

Fought through the storms of family

Chasing after love was all she could see

Growing up under government hand

Every time creating unconditional love

Think she found the right man

I was a friend and, in my mind, a lover

But a gallon of milk was all she needed from me

What I wanted to be could I never be

Don’t hide behind the drapes or under the sheets

Be the beautiful one you meant to be

Miss Lee, Miss Lee, Miss Lee

Still dealing with the past as she follows her own path

Sometimes clouds are in the way of a brighter day

Sometimes we have to climb over trash to get to a greener land

With unconditional love, she became a mother of

Always on the lookout for something she thought she wanted

That loving desire was only an emotional liar

In a jewelry box, she keeps her collection of pain

She put it on from time to time

But did not want to hear what she most feared

Don’t hide behind those piercings and tattoos

Be the beautiful one that is inside of you

Miss Lee, Miss Lee, Miss Lee

What was once was, was a lot of fun

But what we dreamed will never be

If you can’t see the friend inside of me

If you shook, that baby maker at me

I would be living a different reality

Hope you find the love I feel for you

Miss Lee

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2016