Never mind
He’s a cool cat, as a matter of fact
And there ain’t no doubting how you feel about that.
Whilst I am just a pig wallowing in the mud
And I will never be good enough.
She is an ice Queen;
She ain’t no nice day dream.
She will only cause pain
And she is coming for me.
I don’t want you;
Your love is worthless.
It has lost all its meaning because you are an adulteress.
You are no Princess.
Still she is coming to ruin my life,
But I have my garlic and cross;
She screams, I cry.
What have we become when this is all we have?
You can take this love back;
It ain’t worth Jack.
Once it was overwhelming,
Now it is depressing.
Love is not what it used to be;
You have ruined everything.
This curse on my soul leaves me in the dark,
As to how to find sunlight,
When you have my heart.
Tear it apart!
Do me a flavour.
You can keep it, I mean it!
Adios! See you later!
Still she calls and still is my hand.
She never gave a ****
So never mind her plans.
Oblivion is calling;
Let me be gone to absentia.
Let her desire me and miss me;
Give me amnesia and dementia,
So I can just forget her.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Apr 21, 2018
Apr 21, 2018 at 11:07 AM UTC
Never mind
He’s a cool cat, as a matter of fact
And there ain’t no doubting how you feel about that.
Whilst I am just a pig wallowing in the mud
And I will never be good enough.
She is an ice Queen;
She ain’t no nice day dream.
She will only cause pain
And she is coming for me.
I don’t want you;
Your love is worthless.
It has lost all its meaning because you are an adulteress.
You are no Princess.
Still she is coming to ruin my life,
But I have my garlic and cross;
She screams, I cry.
What have we become when this is all we have?
You can take this love back;
It ain’t worth Jack.
Once it was overwhelming,
Now it is depressing.
Love is not what it used to be;
You have ruined everything.
This curse on my soul leaves me in the dark,
As to how to find sunlight,
When you have my heart.
Tear it apart!
Do me a flavour.
You can keep it, I mean it!
Adios! See you later!
Still she calls and still is my hand.
She never gave a ****
So never mind her plans.
Oblivion is calling;
Let me be gone to absentia.
Let her desire me and miss me;
Give me amnesia and dementia,
So I can just forget her.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
