Why Me?

Why Me?
is the last thought that I have...
No matter what the situation.

Why, just the other day, I had to run away...
To use the rest-room real quick, at the bus station.

And as you can surmise, I had every pair of eyes,
Watching as I duck walked away...

Then my concience comes out, And as usual he'll shout!

Don't take it hard, Pard.
Maybe they just think you're gay.

Why Me?
Won't these people ever see?
That I'm a real live human being,
Who hurts so easily...

Why Me?
Don't they know just how it feels?
When you have to go so very bad,
That you don't dare spread your heels?

Why Me?
Well... Maybe they did think I'm gay...
After all, I've seen a few men walk that way.
But suffice it to say,
I didn't take the bus that day.
Why Me?

Like... Why couldn't it be you?
Or, Hey! Just us two.
That way I'm not the only one,
Some-one else feels the way I do!

But no... Not you.

Then Me.
Why Me?

With Equescent thoughts...
FroznChild

Were you wearing OOps, I Crapped My Pants pants?

FroznChild... ....Funny, too. ...nice. Props.

Lol...
"Depends"... who's asking?

Thanks.... This ol' peg leg could use some Props!
lol...
Glad ya liked it.

Hate it when that happens...

Third pair of pants this week!
Not to mention the third bus stop as well...