I drink gallons of wine and sift through terror every night
To make myself sleepy.
Not the best of therapy.
The irony,
It's guaranteed
And maybe mostly creepy.
It's depressing. It seems distressing
But it doesn't bother me.
Numb stimulation happening
Still
In love with the TV set
And trying to self-medicate
With bullshit on the internet.
And I still think of that idiot,
The one that liked my ass.
Still expecting a rendezvous
Mostly accidentally
Or on the street
Or anything at all.
Every fucking distraction cannot
Stifle these thoughts from coming
So my head's in a fantasy
When instead
I should be running.
Same old stresses, the second guesses.
Same old scum.
Getting drunk and later feeling dumb.
It's easy enough to put a phone down.
Happy with a ghost town.
Nobody's out there looking for an anti-social clown
But I
Still wait for that guy to come
And make my heart beat like it did.
The one that's able to say so much
By seldom saying anything
Or doing much of anything
At all.
Better pick yourself up.
You're acting like a slut
And getting more ridiculous
The more you try to cling onto
These things that do not want you.
It's getting treacherous,
My darling,
You keep running off the people that
Like you when you seem different,
Like a person they could like.
But then you say too much,
And bat your eyes
And show your insides.
But I
Still wonder if I could show him
Those things he liked so much.
There's still sides of me that's exciting,
But maybe you can't see the best
Because I showed you all the rest.
I've got tits and ass.
I've got sins and class.
I've got skill.
I make people feel the way I feel.
But love is never equal
And I've got another sequel
For the people with an interest
To stick around and see what's next
In this life that's not mine
Because I want you all the time.
Oh, yes.
He is just the best
And I'm in a trance
With a dumbass who won't get inside my pants.
There was a boy who had stopped
Just to look at me.
But it was different.
The man
Left me trembling.
Something amazing has happened
To me today.
I would have told you
But you don't care anyway.
And I can't seem to make myself quit.
I'm obsessed with things I cannot have
And he won't give a shit.
And I wonder when reality will sink in.
Hey bitch,
Great tits.
Your wish is my command.
Get what's deserved.
You're better--
Then he's sitting there across
And I'm just a loss
Drowning in silly feelings.
Brain pumping out
Chemicals.
Then all the people talk
'Cause, God, it's so obvious.
But can they see that I'm losing
While you get the things you want?
He said he liked me
And I could relate
But then something happened
That I can't recriminate.
And I can't seem to make myself quit.
I've forgotten the things that I have
And the things that I miss
And I'm waiting for reality to sink in.
Hey bitch,
No shit.
Why can't you see
There is no you.
There's only--
Me and the man are at home
But I still feel alone
And I'm feeling so greedy
And desperate for sympathy.
He asks for sex and I just feel so empty.
I neglect myself and his needs simultaneously.
And I can't seem to make myself quit.
I repeat the same pattern
Until I can make myself sick.
And I'm begging for someone to give me a hint.
Hey bitch,
Your wits
Are at an end.
Just give up now.
Let go
Instead
Of getting drunk.
Get over it.
Instead
Of going out
Go
Back to bed.
There was a boy who was not
All the things that I thought,
But I wanted to tell you
That maybe it could be you.
And I can't seem to make myself quit.
When I realized that it wasn't him
But that you could be it.
But you're leaving, so why should I think of it?
Hey bitch,
Admit
You're all alone.
Boys will be boys.
They come and go.
The world is at
Your fingertips.
Control the words
That cross your lips.
You can't hang on,
So get a grip.
You stand back up
Each time you slip.
Take your advice,
You hypocrite.
Why do you do this to yourself?
Why do you have to risk your health?
You're rich in love
But broke in wealth.
Why can't you spend it
On yourself?