Someone Else's Chair

When you go, remember, no matter where
You will always sit on someone else's chair.
Even if you dressed up until you look like them,
Even if you are ever granted a view around the den,
Even if you straightened out what you feel is askew,
You are always a guest on somebody else's seat.
The sooner you understand, the better off you'll be.

Travel all you want, marry a girl from a foreign land,
Even if your family doesn't understand.
Crows bite doves, sooner or later, alligator,
Things will get out of hand.
Wrong doesn't get wronger
And now or never, never becomes forever.

The world belongs to someone else,
You can look to understand her better
Or take her advice and find yourself, jet-setter,
But remember, when you go, no matter where
You will always sit on someone else's chair.

© Colleen Yorke. All rights reserved. 2015
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