Mis-sold The Dream

Will I
always
be like
this

She
asked

Will I
always
be so
sad?

There’s
no point
asking
me

He
said

You’re not
the only
one who’s
been had

Best TV Show Ever

I remember
watching this,

The first
time around.

When I
was young,

And
fearless,

And my energy
knew no bounds.

I thought I
could be anyone,

And achieve all
of my dreams.

But twenty five
years later,

I know This Life is
not what it seems.

A Helping Hand

Although
we have
now come
to an end

Your help
to me
has been
a godsend

Even
though
my heart
you could
not mend

You’ve
stopped
me from
going round
the bend

Exasperation

If life’s
a bitch

And then
you die

Then what’s
the fucking
point

Just flip
the switch

Let out
a sigh

And roll
another
joint

Mum Knows Best

Why
didn’t
you
follow
your
dreams?

She
said

Using
your
good
humour
and wit

Now
you’ve
got no
choice

She
said

But
to put
up with
his
bullshit

The Trial

You don’t
have to
prove
anything

He said

Least
of all
to me

But I
need to
prove it
to myself

She said

Otherwise
I’ll never
be free

Independence

Looking
into the
void

Lives
destroyed

But we
will never
give in

Minds
annoyed

Hearts
unemployed

Yet hopeful
we can
still win

Mixed Race

I did
everything
I could
to fit in

But yet
I was
still an
outcast

Neither
side
understood
me

The gulf
between
the two
too vast