Stubborn little prince
With his pride so high
I'm really not okay
With the fact that you lied

Lying through your teeth
Taking it to your grave
Thinking your the mastermind
Just shut up and behave

Enough with the act
Double edged sword
Two faces are far too many
Don't do it cause your bored

That's no excuse

Your wax wings are melting
Due to all the things you've done
I'm friends with an icarus it seems
He's flown to close to the sun

You're falling again

Failing to see what's happening
Ignoring all warnings
He'll fall down very soon
He won't see the next morning

I won't be there to catch you

Go on keep talking
As you think your quite sly
You are beginning to **** me off
You should know exactly why

Your words don't match up
Nor do your actions it seems
What is your game?
Do tell me by all means

Though I don't think it'll matter
As my minds set in stone
Continue playing your game
Wouldn't want your motives to be shown

Don't fly too high
Stubborn little prince


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My hard earned soul
Has been unsigned of its fibrous callouses
Results of a de-stubborning
Racked over a long and testing period of time
Smaller for it
And freer
Welling and interactive
Curious and reading stinging songs
A child of maintanence
Much work
Good and computable

I understand now
Why unrequited love is so hard to get over
It is resilient
It doesn't need much to grow
Nor does it need much to love
It can be torn apart, played with and experimented
But underneath the cuts and scars
There is still love
How do you break a love so stubborn?

Everyone understands
I believe, they will
If not today, some other day

But what to do
With their
Preoccupied contents

I can lead them to the light
But what, if they enjoy
Confinement

The same air
Inhaled exhaled
By the stubborn heart

You were raised with a very high standard
It meant nothing to you, you just wanted to be hard

I remember your parents were very strict
For some reason, you just loved the street

They taught you good morals
You didn't care, you had your own role models

They were consistent in teaching you good values
You refused and lived by your own rules

They showed you to live upright
Clearly, you chose your own path

Now, you look back and regret it all
You wishing you didn't neglect the love!

i should feel blessed
to have things to miss.

i only feel lucky,
and rather empty

to have something
to miss
is to have something
to lose.

i am stubborn.
i am a sore loser.

i will circle dates
like a child to chirstmas
for Orion,
and for May.

so until we feel
the sun and its heat.
i bid you adieu
and my love from afar.