Let me be alone, let me be free.
Please don’t try to push me.
I am happy as I am without a worry.
I don’t understand what’s the hurry
to find a girl and marry now;
start a new life with her in tow.
I will do it when I want to.
It will happen without much ado.
But for now leave me in peace.
I only request you, please
to let me find one on my own,
to reap the fruits of what I’ve sown.
If I fail I will learn.
To you for help I will turn.
Or, maybe it is meant to be,
ordained by destiny,
that there be none for me;
no joy of matrimony.
But who am I to protest
what God for me thinks best.
I will gladly go by his rule –
Be it praises or ridicule.
But spare me the process
that causes me much distress.
I don’t want to be rejected;
feel unwanted and dejected.
I don’t want to reject anyone;
cause grief and lamentation.
So forgive me, dear Sir and Ma’am,
because this is not who I am.
Have mercy on this poor feller
for a few months, or perhaps a year,
let me be just me - an eligible bachelor.
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