Why didn’t you hang out in bars?

I used to resent it when men looked at me
Now I’m afraid they have stopped
I’m not blond enough, or sweet
My hair is not long and straight
The kind you run your fingers thru
It’s short and perky, sometimes bristly, just like me
Except no perk these days
Just sadness and fear
What if there’s no one else?
What if I’m alone until the end of time?
And God will ask, Why didn’t you hang out in bars?
And say, Your friend Jeff was right
You have to go where the people are
But I’m afraid of them, I’ll answer
They hurt and bleed and break your heart
Silly child, God will chide
That was all in your head
Now sit and think about your mistakes forever

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