i hide them– hide my feelings that is, i don’t let them loose, afraid of what they’d say or how they’ll look at me but they already look down on me, already talk bad about me so what does it matter? why won’t i let it out? i wish i could scream and shout but they’re trapped, trapped in my head with no key to let them free– all they want is out but i have to keep telling them, no, out is not where you belong.
your prestige and glamour have grown too much so many people bow down to you but you can’t see your own feet. expect me unwelcome to your golden throne i’ll raise your prices flat iron my tongue to make you happy rhythmize my lips so they sway to the beat of my hips, to the music of love love love
Sadness needs no invitation no open house or big party sadness shows up on your doorstep whenever it chooses 4am on a snowy night or 3pm on a sunny day It has no reason or rhyme sometimes It just seeks you out and decides to crash on your couch an unwelcome guest, sadness is often overstaying any welcome given
You can move homes You can run away but sadness is quite the detective even in the best hiding spots it will eventually seek you out and invite itself back into your life
6am His face was too familiar The unwanted and out of date A real gentleman Someone who cares Despite that prevailing optimisim What’s he here to do * I appreciate you coming That deep burning brow Handing it to a shocked friend Whose schedule don’t allow I’ll learn to compromise Despite significant disruption I still won’t show any reaction
hungry eyes lock mine ravenous smile shapeshifting tongue only seconds pass but I know those eyes I warn I have a lover that smile slowly fades and as you start to walk away I learn those eyes don't leave when you do it makes me wonder if you have ever even seen mine