January 11, 2004
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Advice
when i was a young boy and not very bright
i went to my father and asked him one night
how is it women do what they do
ensnare our minds so we haven’t a clue
of which way is left and what way is right
how we look in the mirror and doubt our own sight
how the important things are all re-arranged
and why we so easily accept the changemy father looked back and said plainly to me
listen my son, and know what will be
for a woman you will give over sense like a dolt
and prepare to accept that it’s always your fault
you’ll be pulled by the nose, you’ll be led by the head
and have to defend words that you never said
you’ll bend over backwards in order to please
no matter you know it’s only a tease
the way you can deal is simple, it’s just
change what you can and accept what you mustI listened and thought on my old man’s advice
the picture he painted it wasn’t so nice
yet he had said things that i saw make sense
so i went to my mother (and in my defense)
I warned you before I wasn’t too bright
so on the same question my mother shed lightwomen are easy…it’s men who are hard
how a trivial thing can put you on guard
while offences that would bring a woman to wrath
you men just accept, and shrug off with a laugh
so listen my son and I’ll tell you true
this is how women do what they do
if you want to succeed in the game of romance
think with your head, and not with your pants
don’t want to fight? they’re easy to evade
for every action, a reaction’s made
play in your head all your actions through
and then when you act, the right thing you’ll do
her advice could be summed in one little phrase
accept that it is yourself who must changeby now my poor brain was feeling confused
my father and mother had conflicting views
and yet in their way, they both were correct
and so to my brother for help i went nextthe adults have their points, but where they go wrong
is that life is a game and you must play along
nothing is stable and each day is new
you must handle each challenge as it comes to you
some days you accept and some days you change
one day an act’s perfect, the next it is strange
some of your actions you’ll plan out to meet
and some will be thought on the balls of your feet
in the end it comes down to one simple fact
the rules for each action change with each actso to those who in my place themselves find
here’s some advice, a piece of my mind
some girls are amazing and worth changing for
some will accept you whoever you are
some are quicksilver, while others are steady
but i’m sure most of you know this already
no matter the country, women are all one nation
but in the end here is man’s small consolation
no matter how odd girls can seem to you
they’re at least as confused by the strange things we do-Josh
I started writing this for an entirely different reason, but I like the way it ended up better. Boggle my mind though she may at times, my g/f is pretty darn nifty. Not that she actually reads my xanga, but I tell her.

“Death is lighter than a feather, Duty heavier than a mountain”