I hate it when my biscuit commits suicide
in my cup of tea.
I hate that TV is about celebrity, banality
and reality.
I hate that even though I have a job, money
still alludes me.
I hate being woken up and going to
bed in a bad mood.

I hate adverts on the radio.
I hate stupidity
facebook debates and vanity.

I hate people who think I'm a traffic light
and those oblivious to where they're going.
People who can't stop relentlessly moaning!

I hate that learning's on the decline
I hate shopping , boredom
and "being dolled up to the nines."

I hate that everybody just waits for
things to get better.
I hate that a 'good' hair day depends
on the weather.

I hate assumptions, non-conclusions
and skin ablutions that don't work.

I hate that the art of conversation is
adrift in this technological generation
I hate time-wasters, calories and kid with
no respects for elders.
I hate that journalism's no longer 'cutting edge'
or about the truth.
I hate profound sayings about too many cooks
and spoiled broth.
That I'm incapable of telling people with clipboards
to *******!
I hate martyrs , can't be ****-ters,
ignorance, arrogance and man-made disasters
The non-stickiness of plasters!

I hate public transport, rush hour
and being stuck inside.
I hate people who wear tracksuits but
never exercise.

I hate queuing and clichés
I hate opinions on mental health
and those who just can't help them-self.

I hate people who relentlessly moan
who can't stop trying to sell stuff over the phone.

But most of all I hate it when

....

                                                         ­           Ah! Forget it .

End.
Hollow words exchanged
Void of poetic simulation
Vacant.  Bruised.
Almost mute,
Coma'd
Expressionless,
Unsatisfactory conclusion,
doubtless beyond all dignified reason.
Oppressed clouds loiter. An airless balloon
                                      and thoughts of no other but you

Why can't you read me like a book?
All is here for you on a plate.
As plain as this piece of paper upon which I write,
may be an ode to you,  a love song of a kind.
Talking about the fact you doubt the amount of which I've fallen for you.
After all love is just a test for two.
You knew that would stir a reaction.
You wanted it to.
Craving drama and adrenaline.
It's what keeps you going.
'Cause you're destructive, cold and lack compassion.
That's how you see yourself.
But I see a girl whose lost in need of comfort, patience
and stability.

A girl whose head needs a calming tranquility
whose unique as snowflake, who looks at me in
ways that haven't been seen

What we've got,
how intense it is,
isn't understood by judgmental eyes.
Eyes of those who matter most to me.
Who only want the best to be bestowed upon me.
Only now am I worthy of their praise.
Their hardy well done and congratulatory claps.
I proved them wrong, showed them up,
did what was unexpected.

Sometimes I ask in my inferior head whether
if I hadn't turned that beckoning leaf they would still hold
the same opinion, bare the same anxieties and
give me that look of derision.

They can read me like a book.
But unlike you they tip-toe on eggshells around me
I'm hot headed and short tempered.

You know that though don't you?
You say these things to fire me up
'cause it's easier to push me away than to let yourself give in
to how much you love , need , have to have me!
To put you heart in my hands
To trust me more than you trust yourself.

I don't ask for a lot.
An easy life, love and laughter
Nice views and a pint of cider.
Long talks, surprises and Birthday wishes.

I wish we could see ourselves from one another's eyes.
because then I think you'd understand.
You'd stop niggling at small picture details.
Stop making me focus all my energy into fighting
for us. When even then you question and disbelieve
in my plight. My heart's a ticking clock, the second hand is
fast approaching  and my heads about to dock.
This is not how it's supposed to be,


'Cause we're not that different you and me.

I can't offer you the Earth,
but I can give you my love.
You came into this world expecting the best
that life can bring. With hope and no fear.
And your cheeky grin.

Your pale blue eyes looking up at me and your
tiny fingers clutching at my shoulder.

Wisdom & reason I wish to impart
And I'll read you stories about greedy caterpillars
and the tiger who came to tea.
I'll watch you grow into the great little
man, I know you'll turn out to be.
You've always got a friend in me.

I can't offer you the Earth,
but I can give you my love.
I can protect you
from
monsters under your bed
hope you'll never let them
inside your head.
Teach you
the ways of the world
even if I don't know that yet.

Your big blue eyes looking up at me
and your tiny fingers wrapped round mine.

I'll buy you lego,
play hide and seek,
help you climb that tree
patch you up, when you scrape
your knee.

Happiness and empathy I wish to impart
We'll build sandcastles on the beach
and I'll read you stories about a wolf
in Grandma's pyjamas and
James and the giant peach.
             'cause when you're smiling I'm smiling too
I wanna bring out the best in you.

             I may not be able to offer you the Earth
but you can have my love
and I'll watch you grow up
into the great little man
I knew you'd be.
You've always got a friend in me.

All I wanna do is write a song
that hits all the right notes , is lyrically
blessed with Shakespearean quotes and
reason to rhyme.

I wanna write in a way that'll make you think.
Make you think wow that's incredible,
so expressive and so true if that
song was a colour it would be the
palest shade of blue.

I wanna be able to use clever metaphors,
subliminal semantics and a
love that's so divine.
I wanna make powerful observations,
create profound connotations,
have a style that's distinctly mine.

I want my pen to be a prophet,
a wizard of words.
I want it to be inspired,
globally admired.
With modest undertones.

I wanna write in a way that'll make you think.
Make you think wow that's amazing,
so passionate and so true if that
song was a colour it would be the
palest shade of blue.

But every time I put my pen to
paper, my mind goes in to hibernation
Failing to formulate any sort of
logical cohesion. I just end up
with some laughable linguistic
simplicity.
Like for example :

I'm not your piano so
don't play me like a chord
Opposites attract, it's simple
we couldn't be more different as people.



Continuing the narrative,
that's been done so many times
before.

I'll make tiny paper maché hearts,
press them to my lips
and kiss you all over down to your chest.
Tie them together with string
attach them to your vest.

Whispering softly,
Your beauty is so mesmerizing.
no ones perfect but you're defying.
I could stare at you for weeks
and not notice the hours,
I could hold you till my arms fall off.
                        'Cause , strength's part of the mind,
that controls the heart,
and tonight, your heart lies with mine.

So, whenever you can't sleep
I'll pick up my temperamental pen,
write you a lullaby, laughing as I
smile and say my gift is my song
and this ones for you.
And if music be the food of love,
then darling let's have a feast!

I wanna write in a way
that'll make you think.
Hit all the right notes. Be so expressive and so true,
if this song was a colour it'd be a new shade of blue.

I am not vain I am not stupid
I am not contagious
I am not cupid I am not stubborn
I am not outrageous

I am not addicted I am not selfish
I am not twisted
I am not rude I am not useless.

I am not a therapist
I am not a sponge I am not a robot
I am not a disaster
I am not a for ****-saker.

I am not a fashion statement.
I am not a musician
I am not a hair cut
I am not a brick I am not a lullaby

or a tuneful song
I am not an eraser I am not a swan .

I am honest I am consistent I am human I am alive
I am anxious I am insecure I am sensitive
I am needy I am nerdy I am motivated
I am sane I am forgetful

I am a teacher I am a learner I am fast talker fast mover.
I am a ****-head I am a thinker I'm a writer
I'm a reader I'm an attention seeker

I'm a friend I'm an idiot  I'm a child I'm a daughter
I'm a dreamer I'm a laugh I am a sister

I am complex I am agnostic
I am weird.
I am now
I am me

I am?