#assure
I’m disappointed
I feel our love story is coming to a close
And you forgot to enter it
He promised me a great love
So I opened the door
Fifteen months I waited
Now I’m not sure what I waited for
Clinging to what he said
I kept the door open
And I didn’t find you
But I found my faith instead
So if you ask me how I feel about
What I’ve been dealt
I will confidently assure you
All is well
Jan 16, 2020
Jan 16, 2020 at 3:11 PM UTC
Oh, i couldn't
be what you want me to be
No, i wouldn't,
if it is not good for me
Oh, my sugar,
there's nothing wrong with you, you see?
I only cannot stay here taking what you're giving me
I assure you,
i will stay on my own side
It's my duty,
'cause i have nothing to hide
I'm peculiar,
so i don't have the need to crawl
Or to behave like i don't have my pride
But if you'd like to put all things aside
Then i could see, how these things would be
But for now, we better stay right where we are
'Cause you don't belong to me, and you don't own me by far
Oh, it's true that
you may never understand
So, then, surely,
we can't end up as good friends
But, believe me,
it can end by another way
So hurry up or it might be too late
And if you'd want to put all things aside
I'll need more time to think if it'll be right
And if i like to pass by all those things
again and see if my ego will lean
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 6:45 PM UTC
Forests were torn down and
cities built because of surety.
How can your child's face
assure me of my future?
Jan 11, 2017
Jan 11, 2017 at 8:01 PM UTC
i guess it is possible to like two people at the same time
the scary part is i can't seem to assure myself whether it's a blessing or a curse to know who i like more
Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 5:57 AM UTC
I drank the alcohol, expecting something.
boy was I let down, when I got nothing.
No silly laughter, or grand horror story.
No youtube video, or easy talk for me.
Just a headache or two and a feeling of suffocation.
Just a scolding from people, and a dizzy sensation.
The bottle looked nice, and tv shows made it seem fun,
but after 3 gulps, I just felt like a street ***
So I said goodbye to armpit beer,
and I assure no rose wine here.
*** is for pirates,
much too complicated for me.
I'm done with heartache alcohol,
as you can plainly see.
Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 10:41 PM UTC