Sheila's Shadow

Well, Jezebel…

What's it like then,
Living in Sheila's shadow?

Living in the house
That he built for her,
Sleeping in the bed
Where he loved with her,
Using Sheila's plates and things?
When you get calls,
It's her phone that rings!

When you stand to wash
In Sheila's shower,

Does it still give you a sense of power?

It can't be easy,
Living in Sheila's shadow.

Waiting for the time
That you know must come.
Waiting … do your
Senses all start to hum?
Do you check his underwear?
Lately, does he just
Pretend to care?

When you're in that house,
And you look around,

Don't you feel you're standing on shaky ground?

Yrs, Sheila.