Always there,
But never near;
Always by,
But never here.
Do you want me on my knees?
Shall I cry a hiccuped please?
You're so selfish, picky, arrogant;
It's so obvious we were never meant
To be.
So please stop being there for me.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Mealtime!
Have you ever kissed the sky
On a gray and gloomy day?
Did you know it tastes the same
As the brightest day of may?
It's different when with you;
Though delicious when depressed,
You taste awfully better whenever
You're seasoned with happiness.
On a gray and gloomy day?
Did you know it tastes the same
As the brightest day of may?
It's different when with you;
Though delicious when depressed,
You taste awfully better whenever
You're seasoned with happiness.
Friday, January 29, 2010
ARRRgh.
A pirate's life,
You live for sure,
And rarely do you
Land on shore,
But the times you have,
It's made me mad.
You never fail
To leave me sad.
You steal the air with which I breathe,
My locked up heart is what you thieve,
You heist the mask that disguises me,
Among several other acts of larceny.
And it's driving me crazy.
You live for sure,
And rarely do you
Land on shore,
But the times you have,
It's made me mad.
You never fail
To leave me sad.
You steal the air with which I breathe,
My locked up heart is what you thieve,
You heist the mask that disguises me,
Among several other acts of larceny.
And it's driving me crazy.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
But If You Do, I Have Some Tissue
Cheer up - don't cry.
I know today you're feeling blue,
And though I don't know what is so bad,
Though I don't know what's bothering you -
Cheer up and don't cry.
Maybe you made a silly mistake
That has consequences not quite as silly?
Perhaps you hurt a person's feelings -
Since I know you'd never want to really.
Just maybe it was a pretty bad test
That you might have failed or just got a D?
Perhaps today you could not breathe
And felt imprisoned and far from free.
But though I know you want to frown,
I selfishly have to implore you to resist,
Because that will get me just as depressed
And your bright, cute smile is sorely missed.
So cheer up and don't cry,
Or I think I just might die.
I know today you're feeling blue,
And though I don't know what is so bad,
Though I don't know what's bothering you -
Cheer up and don't cry.
Maybe you made a silly mistake
That has consequences not quite as silly?
Perhaps you hurt a person's feelings -
Since I know you'd never want to really.
Just maybe it was a pretty bad test
That you might have failed or just got a D?
Perhaps today you could not breathe
And felt imprisoned and far from free.
But though I know you want to frown,
I selfishly have to implore you to resist,
Because that will get me just as depressed
And your bright, cute smile is sorely missed.
So cheer up and don't cry,
Or I think I just might die.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Dream Maker
Stop it with the sweet talk;
I don't care for any sugar coats.
I don't want your thornless roses
Or flowered rhetoric bloomed on notes.
I don't want to hear your careless flirts
Which leave me with my heartbeats frail.
I don't want to hear your loving lies
That leave me nervous, weak, and pale.
Why again? Why so affected?
I've heard it from all the other men.
I know for sure you're just the same,
And I'd rather it never happen again.
Honestly, they're all just illusions -
Every one just a part of my fantasies;
So if you become my next delusion,
How will you take responsibility?
I don't care for any sugar coats.
I don't want your thornless roses
Or flowered rhetoric bloomed on notes.
I don't want to hear your careless flirts
Which leave me with my heartbeats frail.
I don't want to hear your loving lies
That leave me nervous, weak, and pale.
Why again? Why so affected?
I've heard it from all the other men.
I know for sure you're just the same,
And I'd rather it never happen again.
Honestly, they're all just illusions -
Every one just a part of my fantasies;
So if you become my next delusion,
How will you take responsibility?
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
To Lend a Shoulder
Acceptance sits on his right shoulder;
Denial stands on his left, chest puffed.
Acceptance tells him what he knows,
Denial persuades that he's still loved.
He's so tired of saying, "please, come back",
And her apologies, he would rather never hear.
With each new sorry his heart turns more black,
And Denial more readily appears,
With his sadistic grin,
Telling him:
"There's still hope;
There's still a chance;
To regenerate
This dead romance."
And I think it could've been something to believe,
If he wasn't laughing so hysterically.
Denial stands on his left, chest puffed.
Acceptance tells him what he knows,
Denial persuades that he's still loved.
He's so tired of saying, "please, come back",
And her apologies, he would rather never hear.
With each new sorry his heart turns more black,
And Denial more readily appears,
With his sadistic grin,
Telling him:
"There's still hope;
There's still a chance;
To regenerate
This dead romance."
And I think it could've been something to believe,
If he wasn't laughing so hysterically.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Fairy Fail
Dear fairy godmother,
I'm ready for my fairy tale.
Please get me, soon,
A handsome, knightly male.
Is it too much for me to be a wife,
Since I've only swept ashes all my life?
Please - I'm ready to lose my glassy shoe;
My fairy tale has long been due.
Dear missus witch,
Please cast a spell
So a prince can come,
Then make things well.
Fairy godmother's failed to show,
And you're the only other one I know
Who clearly has the powers to
Spark my fairy tale long since due.
Dear missus witch,
It was awfully unique
Of you to turn me into
A bird with no beak,
And though I am a sight
Hard for a prince to miss,
Where ever shall he
Ever kiss?
I'm ready for my fairy tale.
Please get me, soon,
A handsome, knightly male.
Is it too much for me to be a wife,
Since I've only swept ashes all my life?
Please - I'm ready to lose my glassy shoe;
My fairy tale has long been due.
Dear missus witch,
Please cast a spell
So a prince can come,
Then make things well.
Fairy godmother's failed to show,
And you're the only other one I know
Who clearly has the powers to
Spark my fairy tale long since due.
Dear missus witch,
It was awfully unique
Of you to turn me into
A bird with no beak,
And though I am a sight
Hard for a prince to miss,
Where ever shall he
Ever kiss?
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