Just Us

Left when we want to go right, down when we want to go up.
Speaking to children with no morals,
playing a game when we want to make love.
Punching when we want to kick, and kicking just to punch.
Fighting when we want to finger paint
with our daughter in the sun.

Worrying. It should be fun.

Being told theres no more,
never having enough,
we find ourselves arguing, just the same old stuff.
Comments about the state of the world,
things being written about me and you,
words chiseled about a man and wife,
no room on stone for you and you and you.