You bore me
With your trivial formalities
Stiff ironed ways
Particular uptight wants
I feel tucked in
Blanketed over
Because I imagine things so much better
And I can't move on
If I've fought this hard
Repairing the stigmas
Stitching up and down
A feathery pillow
Not quite relaxing and wanting to be there
I don't want to turn into them
Waiting and waiting
Tossing over a duvet
Afraid to crinkle
Upsetting the delicate folds
Calm down
Loosen up and be yourself
Unless that is the real you
And if so
You bore me
Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 4:17 PM UTC
You bore me
With your trivial formalities
Stiff ironed ways
Particular uptight wants
I feel tucked in
Blanketed over
Because I imagine things so much better
And I can't move on
If I've fought this hard
Repairing the stigmas
Stitching up and down
A feathery pillow
Not quite relaxing and wanting to be there
I don't want to turn into them
Waiting and waiting
Tossing over a duvet
Afraid to crinkle
Upsetting the delicate folds
Calm down
Loosen up and be yourself
Unless that is the real you
And if so
You bore me
