Thursday, July 28, 2011

What an Asshole

It's not you, it's me
'cause for me there is no you
so you don't have to feel sad
'cause you don't exist anyway!

It's not you, it's me
'cause there is no me for you
'cause the me that wants to
hold you
kiss you
and listen to your stories
is not me at all
so you don't have to feel bad
'cause I never existed
in the first place!

seriously, though:
it's not you, it's me.
you are perfect in every way
just not perfect enough
for me.

Girls Make Me Sad

'cause it's always the same horror show
unable to say no
wanting so bad to save them from the fire
but, just prolonging things 'til there is no choice
but to let them drop



and the ones that would drop
never get the chance
'cause they have the decency
to never hold my hand in the first place.

Is it so hard
to find a face
that I want to frame forever in my hands
with a brain inside
that will dance with mine?

Must be:
'cause it's always the same horror show
I swear to fucking god
the little white lies
her's and mine
slowly piling up
building up
swelling up like a boil
like a cyst filled with the vomit
of undigestible desire
that eventually bursts
either lacerated open by a chance honest comment
or simply pouring forth its hellish bile
all on it's own.

Girls make me sad
'cause if it's not their heart it's yours
and either way
everyone's gotta pay the price.