At last, it’s over

She’s gotten over herself

But no, sadly

She’s still sitting on the shelf

You wish for her to calm down

Can’t say it to her face

For she is as miserable

And fragile

As a vase

At last, it’s over

But she’s still sad

We aren’t happy

And we’re all

Mad

Upset at the fact that

She won’t leave it be

But no one can say it

Not him

Not her

Not me

At last, it’s over

She read my mind

She used the idea I had years ago

How sweet!

How generous!

How kind!

But she didn’t notice it was mine

For it was a random thought

To call your parents and confront

No matter how much

You fought

At last, it’s over

But she can’t let it go

“Can you forget something so horrible”

My answer would be no

But if it happened to me

I’d push it aside quick

Every lie

Every scheme

Every mess up

Every trick

At last, it’s over

But there is more to do

I can’t tell what it is

She bit off more than she could chew

At last, it’s over

But please just forget

I’m getting tired

And sad

‘Cause it isn’t over yet

At last, it’s over

But apparently not yet

This is too complicated

Like a stupid

Game of chess

No, it isn’t over

Why must you throw a fit?

Everyone, please pray for me

I can do everything but sit

I throw my life up and down

And this is my pay check

Yes, this can be over

But just...

Not...

Yet.