No, I am not referring to the bicycle kind (of which I fail at, especially going down big hills that lead onto very busy main roads and coming to the horrific realization that my bike, in fact, does not have operational breaks) nor am I referring to the cycle of water throughout the atmosphere...Though, I could draw you a fuck off diagram... No, I refer to the cycle of events that everyone has in their lives. This may be the dieting cycle, loosing weight, being happy, eating, putting on weight, being sad, loosing weight, being happy...Or the dating cycle... getting with a person, liking that person, hooking up with said person, said person cheats, sad, getting with a person to get over other said person, liking new person... Nah, I'm referring to the situation cycle...Which I now have a horrendous habit, or notion, of being the Queen of. I'm actually fed up. Bring on Australia. Actually, bring on the afterlife, where I will become a tree and I will be a fuck off tree that just chills and enjoys just being a tree. Bring on reincarnation, damn it!
I return to Sheffield next week - leaving the otters to mingle, the ducks to quack and the ferrets to frolic.
I want to be skinny again. I don't care if I was miserable. At least I was thin. Eugh.
Stick to what you have - stop toying with the past that you know is always there. I managed it. Why can't you?
I took a walk around the world to
Ease my troubled mind
I left my body lying somewhere
In the sands of time
I watched the world float to the dark
Side of the moon
I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah
I watched the world float to the
Dark side of the moon
After all I knew it had to be something
To do with you
I really don't mind what happens now and then
As long as you'll be my friend at the end
If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I'm alive and well, will you be
There holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side with
My superhuman might
Kryptonite
You called me strong, you called me weak
But still your secrets I will keep
You took for granted all the times I
Never let you down
You stumbled in and bumped your head, if
Not for me then you'd be dead
I picked you up and put you back
On solid ground
x x x
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