Haywire

One minute I’m up

But then the next I’m down

It’s really hard

To fake this smile

When it’s easier to frown

Crocodile Tears

Go ahead and cry

Motherfucker

I really wish you would

For we’ll see tomorrow

If this little stage show

Has done you any good

Fuck You Death

Fuck you death

She said

You really don’t scare me

That’s what you all say

He said

But through your lies I see

If Mirrors Could Talk

Tell yourself you’re moving on

And they might just start

To believe it

But you and I know

This is all just for show

As you’re still drowning

In shit

Psychopathic

Looking through old photos

It’s only now I’m struck

By how much your eyes

Betray your lies

And your smile is fake as fuck

Congruent

If I was ever anything

It certainly wasn’t fake

So if you think that’s true

After all I went through

Then that’s your mistake

Fraudulent

Love me a little

Hate me a lot

At least I’m not the one

Who thinks they won

Pretending to be someone they’re not

Janus

I know you better

Than I know myself

So please stop trying

To be someone else

Digging For Gold

Kindness
lives
within
you

He
said

Of
that
I am
the
judge

Then
by all
means
try to
find it

She
said

Beneath
the
fucking
sludge

Deceit

Lying to
myself
is bad
enough

But
lying
to you
hurts
more

But
there’s
no way
I could
be truthful

That’s
for
fucking
sure

Princess

You
claim
to be
perfect

But
yet you
were ill
equipt

To show
any real
love or
compassion

So to
me your
crown has
slipped

Local Boy Made ‘Good’

Although you’re glad to have me back,

Eating those chips will give me a heart attack!

I can’t sit in front of the telly all day,

For I fear my brain will waste away.

I don’t want a pint at the Working Men’s Club –

How about we cycle to a gastropub?

I don’t remember Elsie from next door but two,

Even if you are convinced I do.

And I don’t want any more tea,

Unless it’s ceylon, roiboos or elderberry.

You see when I moved away,

I left all of this without a care.

And now when I’m forced to come back here,

I am embarrassed beyond compare.

The Riverbank

It’s easy
for you to
pretend
nothing
is wrong

But
there’s
no way I
can
do it

Not after
all the
water that’s
gone under
the bridge

And how,
head first,
you
pushed
me in it

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