I'm sorry for the ways I don't love you.
I'm sorry that your hair is lifeless,
wage war with chemicals on it.
I'm sorry I don't let you sleep,
there is too much to do.
I'm sorry you can't always speak your mind,
their responses make you sick.
I'm sorry your stomach is no longer flat,
the grease from that burger could tempt a vegetarian.
I'm sorry for the amount of rum and cokes I pour you,
but they helped you to have an enjoyable night.
I'm sorry to this body of mine, for being it's hostess that can't supply the love and nourishment it needs.
Sit on the shelf
Smile and bat your eyes
Open up wide
So they can better feed you lies
Be sure you're dressed pretty
Not a hair out of place
Put on your eyeliner
Powder your face
Pretend you don't hear them whisper
Things they say as you pass by
And NEVER, EVER
Let them see you cry
Love him one day and hate him the next?
It's the teenage obsession with sex!
Do anything to get him to notice you
Find out that all along that he's a snake, too
Other than looks, what more does he have?
The opportunity for a good, hearty laugh
Overall, what are you to do and say?
Just pray that this obession will go away
Like a vacuum, it sucks,
Pressure, produced by people,
Who'v'nt given two fucks.
They expect this, and ask for that.
Unknowing, undying in nature,
I sit around, treated like a domestic cat.
No time to think, no time to act.
People, poignant, persistently pushing.
Why does this all, feel like an attack?
i cared about u
i only liked u but
unexpectedly, i fell
i fell in love
it's not because im not sure
it's not because i dont like u
it's not because i was self-centered
it's not because of whatever u think of me
i just wanted fate to take its course
by fate, i mean..
whatever God has planned for me
i will follow
His perfect will for my life
i dont want to choose by myself
i dont want to settle on the less
while He has prepared the best
i want to hope and pray
we'll still end up together
but im sorry
if i think it won't happen