I’m not in love
with your attitude,
but I’m in love
with your face.
I’m always striving
for dignity,
except when I’m
passed out on the floor.
I’m only hoping for
the best,
and unprepared for
the worst.
It’s Problematic.
I’m only in it for
the laughs,
why don’t you take
me seriously?
I’m just here for
the fun,
buy levity is
tiresome,
Let me hold that
door,
you’re strong
enough for us both.
It’s Problematic.
Hold me at night
when I’m sad,
but please don’t
touch me.
Share everything
with me,
but please be
quiet.
Show me how you
like to live,
but can you hurry
it up?
It’s Problematic.
I just want to love
you,
why don’t you feel it
too?
I want to do it all
on my own,
but please show me
the way.
Fix the things that
make me ill,
but don’t trouble
yourself.
It’s Problematic.
Let’s build a house
and a life,
throw off the
shackles of the world
and strife, get it
to be the way we like,
take it on and damn
them all,
we can do it if we
try, I’m sure we can
break away.
It’s Problematic.
Well, I do have
that job, you have your
work. Pay the bills
and stock the shelves.
It’s only dreaming
in a playful way,
It’s not the truth
but it’s what I’ll say.
I’ll smile and sigh
it’s okay,
even though it’s
not.
It’s Problematic.
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