A Sad Lonely Bitch Of A Penguin

In an igloo full of penguins or a club inhabited 

This is the way it works

This penguin is alone 

No matter where he lurks

His tears are dried to icicles, before they hit the snow

Staying on his beak, with no where else to go

Like the time they left each other 

and they both watched as the tears 

Came streaming down their faces 

Showcasing their inner fears 

He watches as the reflection, shows him his penguin face

And it how registers in him, how he is a disgrace

She left first for silly reasons, and then just for good

Now he sits on his ice block, just feeling misunderstood

She does not care the pain she causes, or the strife that she ensues
For why bother with the old penguin, when she can go anew?

So for now, and maybe always, this penguin will sit jaded
Feeling the ultimate loss, lonely and downgraded...