Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Wednesday, 3 February 2016

Helpful expectations



My hobbies consist of taking pills, bed and unrelenting failure
I can't recommend it enough to you.
Honest, I'd change it and myself if I thought it would help
but this is my best for the minute, and I want people to accept that.

'Learn self love', is what they tell me, 'go easier on yourself', but
my insides writhe every waking minute and I desperately want
oblivion to overwhelm me, I'm just not the sort to do that sort of thing.
'Try to cheer up, do your best, you can't change things', sound familiar?

Sunday, 17 January 2016

Words 1

I'm the sort of person that gets left at the altar
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I'm a washed out fake smile under fluorescent lights
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I'll listen to your problems and give you advice,
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but I don't tell you about mine
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because its already all I talk about