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Caroline Little Oct 2010
I'm always so tired
I've always gotta sad sad song at heart
My eyes are so wired
I turn the act of misery into an art
There's no telling why I'm here
There's no saying where I belong
I'm always so tired
I've always got a sad sad song.

I'm always so cold
I've never done a good thing either way
I'm feeling so old
I've got a feeling that any day
I'll just fall into pieces
I'll just tumble until I hit the ground
I'm always so cold
My heart barely even makes a sound

I'm always so far.
I never understood the way you live your life
I'll always be far.
I'll always be the one messing up your light
I can't imagine that you'd want me
after all the times that you've been wrong
I'm always so tired
I've always got a sad sad song.
- From In the Belly of the Beast
Caroline Little Oct 2010
It is better to be bitter
It is better to be hard
It is better to live bitter
It is better with no heart

Life is better here my darling
On the opposing side to love
It is better to be bitter
To beat sweetness with a club

It is better to be heartless
It is better to be rough
It is better to be freezing
To the words,
The eyes,
The touch

It is better here my darling
On the opposing side to faith
There is no one here to judge you
There is no need to hide your face

It is better here my darling
On the opposing side to love
It is better to be bitter
Than to be worth thinking of
- From Be Mean
Caroline Little Oct 2010
You follow the women
Like nomads followed food
You crave their attention
You are selfish
You are rude

You need their doe-eyed stares
Like the worst addicted fiend
You have no respect for others
You are jaded
You are mean

I cannot compete with beauty
I cannot compete with grace
I cannot compete against ladies
With lilting laughs
And charming tastes

I cannot be something better
Than what you already have
I can only offer patience
Only mollify the bad

I would like to be a princess
I would like to be a queen
But I am marked a simple jester
By the way that I must be

I cannot compete with giggles
Or with shy-eyed little smiles
I can only sing a song or two
I cannot put out your fires

I would like to be the one you pick
I would like to be the one
But I cannot compete with beauty
So there is nothing to be done
- From Be Mean
Caroline Little Oct 2010
Any place where you are King
I cannot be queen
Any place where I am torn
Is where you reign supreme
Any place where you may sit
Surrounded by your girls
Is the very place
That my heart must twist
And turn
And hurl

I am not afraid to be alone
I am not afraid to die
I am not afraid to yell at them
Or for them to see me cry
I'm not afraid of heartache
I'm unafraid of many things
But you
I am afraid of you
My make believe
My king
Caroline Little Sep 2010
The problem with your eyes is that
I love them,
And in that moment when

Your hand
Rests
In my hair,

Your nose
Rests
On my nose,

Your smiling breath
Heats
My lips...

In that moment,
I see your eyes,
Seeking,
Searching,
And finding
Me

And I hear that voice
Inside your mind say

There
There she is.

And in that moment,
You kiss me
As if to say

I found you

And you smile.
And in that moment
I am lost,
Drowning happily
In your success.
Caroline Little Sep 2010
I am sick of being lonely.
I am sad and I am bent.
I feel that if I waste another moment,
All of my time, it will be spent.

So forgive me if I shun your life,
And move closer to the sun.
For while you move throughout your rat maze,
I have already won.
Caroline Little Sep 2010
You are all it takes
to keep me honest.
You are all I need to
be a better girl.

I have made mistakes,
I have broken what I've promised.
But to be with you, Man,
I would sell the world.
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