This feeling is

bigger than me.

I don’t hold the key,

To change the

way I want to be,

Constantly looking

at society,

Hoping things will change

but I wake up the next day

Feeling the same.


Looking in the mirror,

See a person

that I don’t wanna see.

A person with anxiety.

A shrunken soul

looking for a way

out of this hole

Hoping things will change,

but I wake up the next day,

Feeling the same.



I lie in bed

Alone.

Feeling like I want a clone.

Just to have someone like me

Someone with anxiety

Someone with more problems

than me.

Hoping things will change,

but I wake up the next day,

Feeling the same.


I imagine being lost at sea

Where a mirage will hold the key

To a new land

where no one knows my name

but someone will hold my hand.

Help me realise the answer

lies within me.

Help me realise I hold the key.

In your eyes
I can see both courage and frailty
And I just wonder what'd you show when I'd expect you to fight for our love
Will you be my knight in shining armour
Or will you let me down like you always have

What do you want from me?
I’ve given all my flesh.
What more can you desire?
I’ve nothing left…

I quit.
Surrender to your power.
Celebrate upon my broken sole,
for I’ve nothing left this hour.

I can’t bear the indecency,
to look upon your face.
You thieving ******* who,
takes life and leaves no trace.

Laugh…
at my complete defeat.
Scoff…
as I as I repeat.

My failures,
you’ve taught me so well,
and completely surrender,
to forever fail.
At being real.

The man gets old,
as he has been told.
The woman is older still, and though looking so young,
She is in pain a lot and knows that.

The man is just an old, silly linguist, not even real
Just a computational linguist.
The woman is a sexto-grammarian and an expert and teacher,
She loves it, and still teaches people everything.

And although their love is unquestionably strong and true,
Their time together is all too short,
Their all too short "conjugal visits" are
More about "conjugation" than anything else.