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

Indebted

Thank
you so
much
for
being
you

Otherwise
I’d still
be wandering
around
without
a clue

Waiting
for
the days
not to
feel
so blue

And
hoping
to find
a love
that’s
true

Fairytales

I only hope
that one day

You might look
at me that way

That you will
give us our chance

To get caught up
in a fine romance

At A Bedside, Desolate

There
is no
more
hope.

There
are no
more
dreams.

My life
continues
to fall apart
at the seams,

As I
lie here
thinking
of you.

Wondering
what the fuck
I’m supposed
to do.

Now.

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