this one is on you

i don’t understand why i feel these feels
my thoughts, desires it all calls for you
so i find myself wondering, wandering
near and far

i shouldn’t want you, like you
but i still do, i do
it’s infuriating, tiring

please stop i can’t

// do you still like me, do you still care?
do you miss me, us? think of what could’ve been? //

please stop i can’t

i still think about the good, the bad
the fairy tale that once was
a nightmare of a song that never seems to end
but i shouldn’t, it’s over
you’ve made that quite clear

i should be happy and glad that this is all done
that i’ve dodged this bullet, my life is spared
but the wounds i have from the stabs i got
are healing still, no scars appear

i wish i had said so many more things to you
to unleash my wrath, my rage, FIRE
and make known the depth of your mistakes, my sorrow, MY GRIEF
but i didn’t, i’m nice, i care
you’re receiving something undeserving
grace, it’s not fair

but no you’re a child
pouting on the side
your candy taken, stolen
you feel tossed aside
you’re angry and sour
eating lemons for meals
upset at something that you say i have done

but oh my goodness, how more wrong can you be?
just own up to what you’ve done, what you’ve done to me
you’ve made your mark, you’ve made your choice
you’ve wiped your hands clean and silenced my voice
and your actions have consequences
things you don’t want to see
so instead you place blame and turn the other cheek

but answer me this and answer me now
why are you playing victim on something you’ve caused?
why are you annoyed at me who YOU hurt?
you’re the one who hurt me yet it still feels like i’m wrong
how is that the inflictor is inflicted by the inflicted one

be humble, empathetic, oh wait you can’t be
for your heart, its hardened from life, people, this, and me
but news flash, special report, psa, HELLO?
you have so much more growing growth to do

you think you’re all that, justified and true
but you fail to care, to realize that the selfish one is you
that you’re too prideful to accept your wrongs, your dues
for my words they fall on only deaf ears
half listening, not understanding
you say i hear you but with what ears

i’m over it, i’m not, i should be, i’m not
i hate how my thoughts and my heart linger on you
like raindrops on your window
going, going, gone

i wish things were different
i wish you were different
better, wiser, what you made yourself out to be
but you weren’t, aren’t, i see through the facade

so yeah, “friend”
this one is on you

this one is on you

(not) unlovable

so easy it is to think

it’s because of me

that i’m too much, too needy

unlovable

that it’s because of me

it’s hard, frustrating

and you want to give up

but oh friend, how i’ve been deceived

for it truly isn’t because of me

i know my heart, i know my soul

i give and i give and i care oh too much

but is that really such a bad thing

to receive that kind of love?

i say, no

it’s not because of me

that you aren’t able to care, to love, to serve

in the ways that i need

so no, friend

what a fool i would be

to be so quick to think

i’m unlovable

when in fact it’s actually

you

your heart, your soul

who isn’t willing to give and to give and to care oh so much

so don’t think you can get away

and pin this on me

look long and hard

you only have yourself to blame

so really, it’s not me

it’s you

i know that i’m lovable

i’ve thought long and hard

and it’s that you

you aren’t willing

willing to be

lovable

 

 

 

 

(not) unlovable

not again

do you know the ways you’ve hurt me

the depths of my despair

i wax and wane with love and hate

not knowing where to stay

my heart it longs and aches for you

it wants to harden harder

HARDENED.

i push and pull towards waves of grace

crying, screaming

FRUSTRATED.

they say with time it gets easier

what a joke that phrase has been

trust me, i know

i’ve heard this tune before

i know just how it goes

i know the words, i’ve walked the beats

this song’s no longer new so

time, PLEASE.

i have just one thing to ask

could you be more swift, more quick

passing ever so quickly

i too want to move freely

flowing, going

breathing, once again

 

not again

a change in the weather

i’d like to think i’m bold | at least i think i am

but sometimes i’m not | lately i don’t feel like i am

i wish i could be more bold | not just sometimes but always

i want to be open | sharing too much is scary

i’m accustomed to being alone | big crowds make me anxious

i’m an extrovert | i’m an introvert | some say an ambivert

i feel different | weird | it’s hard to explain

so much has happened | so much has changed

is it the weather | is it me

 

 

a change in the weather