GUY TO GIRL
I WONDER WHY
A LOOK
AS HE TOUCHES YOUR THIGH
HE IS NOT REAL
LOVE IS NOT REAL
WHO WILL SAVE ME FROM THIS WICKED PLACE
THERE IS NO SAVIOUR
JUST WICKED MEN
A SCRATCH ON YOUR EYE
YOU LOOK AROUND
ALL IS UNRESPONSIVE
HOW DID WE GET HERE
HOW CAN I GET AWAY FROM HERE
YOU REMEMBER THAT NIGHT
WHERE HE PUSHED YOU UP AGAINST A WALL
AND PUT HIS FINGER IN YOU
BEFORE YOU LEFT
HOW DID WE GET HERE
HOW HAVE I STILL NOT FORGOTTEN
LOVE SICK NESS
IS THE WORST
SICK NESS
YOU GROW AND REALISE EVERYTHING IS GREY
YOUR NOT A NEW SHINY PERSON ANYMORE
YOUR NOT IMPRESSIVE COLOURFUL OR BEAUTIFUL
JUST GREY
LIKE EVERYTHING THAT SURROUNDS YOU
THERE IS MEANT TO BE MORE MEANING THAN THIS
THAN A DICK IN BETWEEN YOUR THIGHS
NOTHING MUCH TO REMEMBER
BUT UNABLE TO FORGET
THE SINKING REALISATION
WHEN LOVE IS JUST A FEELING
ITS NOT A REAL THING
SCRAPE MY EYES
SOULS LIE HERE DISSAPOINTED
AND CREATE MORE DISSAPOINTMENT FOR EACH OTHER
I THOUGHT OUR SOULS CONNECTED
WHEN YOU SAW INTO THE SHADOW OF MY EYE
MEN ARE CRUEL
BUT THIS WORLD IS CRUELER
WHY DOES EVERYONE SIT IN SILENCE
LIFE CAN BE SWEET
BUT IT SEEMS IMPOSSIBLE
WHEN THE INGREDIENTS ARE PUTRID
IM LOST
WERE LOST
AND OCCASIONALLY SOMEONE IS LOST IN LOVE
LIKE THAT NIGHT IN HIS ROOM
FOR NOW
I SEEM
TO BE
ON A DESTRUCTIVE TREMOR