You think yourself
Some fucking big shot
But really,
Is that all you’ve got?
‘Cause if what you’re giving
Is truly your best
Then you’re no bigger
Than all the rest
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
You think yourself
Some fucking big shot
But really,
Is that all you’ve got?
‘Cause if what you’re giving
Is truly your best
Then you’re no bigger
Than all the rest
I wanted
Your hands
To feel
Like his
To have one
More night
Of unbridled
Bliss
But as soon
As we touched
Let alone
Kissed
I knew
From now on
It would feel
Like this
You all make it look easy
So I thought I’d give it a go
But what you get on a plate
I can’t replicate
So at least now, I know
Undeserving
I’ll
never
fall
in love
again
Not
that
I ever
wanted
to be
Love is
for those
with
delicate
souls
And
not
for the
likes
of me
(Originally Posted 17.10.2019)
Some have beauty
Some have braun
Some have charm and flair
Some of them even
Have half a brain
But to you they never compare
First Sight
It
was
clear
to me
The
moment
we met
That
you’d
be the
one
I’d
least
regret
Xxx
(Originally Posted 30.09.2020)
It doesn’t compare
It’s not the same thing
I lost the man completely
Not just my wedding ring
That Morning
You
can
try
to
imagine
But
you
can
never
know
How
much
it
tore
me
apart
When
I had
to let
him go
Xxx
(Originally Posted 07.09.2020)
If I’d had a decent role model
Maybe I’d know what to do
But as my childhood was a debacle
I’ve got nothing to compare this to
The Reverse
I’ve never felt happiness,
I don’t know what it is.
I’ve never even seen happiness,
But I’m pretty sure it’s not this.
(Originally Posted 06.06.2019)
You have it all
In comparison to me
This has always been true
It’s why I’ll never be
Anything more
Than infinitely jealous of you
Lucky You
My head hurts,
Does yours?
My heart cries,
Does yours?
My body aches,
Does yours?
My soul dies,
Does yours?
How can it?
Your head
is as pretty
as a picture.
Your heart
is full
to bursting.
Your body
is as perfect
as a model,
And your soul
flies like an eagle
soaring high above
the rocky plains.
Lucky you.
(Originally Posted 26.04.2019)
Some
days
I am
acutely
awareThat
you
have
much
more
fun
than
meI
suppose
it’s
not
that
hard
to
believeGiven
my
penchant
for
misery
My head hurts,
Does yours?
My heart cries,
Does yours?
My body aches,
Does yours?
My soul dies,
Does yours?
How can it?
Your head
is as pretty
as a picture.
Your heart
is full
to bursting.
Your body
is as perfect
as a model,
And your soul
is an eagle
soaring high above
the rocky plains.
Lucky you.