Party Girl
Tansy Peschel
1-6-08
You know who I am
I have many friends,
We get babysitters,
And go out on the town.
I may catch your eye,
Smile, flirt and giggle as you walk by.
I may even dance
with you out on the floor.
Most likely though
I am out there with my girls…
or by myself.
I am having fun.
I will laugh too loud,
I will drink too much.
I will make you feel
Like you are the best.
Look at my smile.
Is it real?
Or am I thinking,
Why am I here?
I watch my friends
Dance with you on the floor,
And yet I know just an hour before…
They kissed their man at the door.
I shake my head
And wonder why one is not enough.
I watch you come towards me,
Pick up lines flowing forth.
Really, haven't I heard that before?
Yes, sometimes I feel beautiful.
I like my tattoo as well.
I know what I am looking for.
And you know what to say.
Every man I talk to,
knows the words as well.
Would you just listen?
You would know those lines
Are just lines, I have heard them before.
Is there someone who can touch
my heart, so deep inside.
With truth and sincerity,
Not lines and alcohol.
Maybe the man who quietly
Watches me.
The one who is thinking
One day she will be done.
Looking at the men
Who are here just for fun.
The one who notices
My joy does not reach inside.
I am smiling big
But it does not shine through my eyes.
Right now I am wondering
Why I did not stay in bed.
I was warm and cozy
And dreaming it was different.
Do me a favor,
The next time you meet me
Or one of my sisters,
Buy me a soda.
Wait for me to say,
Let's dance,
I have been watching you
Hoping you would come my way.
I know what color my eyes are
And I bought this shirt
For a reason, I like wearing it.
Imagine what is underneath.
I will tell you now,
That is all you will get.
So shallow words, and kisses
Will not make my knees weak.
If you take my number,
Call me. And not at 2:30,
When you strike out tomorrow.
Get real. Take me to lunch.
Not, can I come over for an hour,
It will be worth your while.
An hour, really?
What I am looking for is life.
I am thinking about the man I love.
What I did wrong,
What I would do right if given the chance.
I know he sees us and thinks he was right.
What he is not looking for
Is my eyes meeting his,
Asking him to save me,
from the monotony.
So for now this is done.
I will be happy with my hand,
Until next time,
Someone says lets go dance…
It will be fun…