The Wayward Lover

 
Those who've been so distressed since the pandemic came,
none of them have ever met you.
Anyone who gets a wayward lover like you
will have their lifespan shortened anyway.


Still, I live on with great good fortune.
The oxygen is running out, I don't know what I'll do.
...Just lie there dead, what else!


Sometimes when I'm so furious I can barely breathe,
then I really want to, really want to...
hurl this love right in your face
and boldly blurt out:
I'm leaving! Don't need your love,
don't need your half-hearted affection!


Keeping me half-fed and claiming to love me!
I want to say something bold, just say it!
But the next moment I remember...
if this job goes, what will I eat!


Even when I'm about to curse this job
that dogs me everywhere I sit or stand—
I still need a little job, don't I!