If all my cards are already on the table,
then the only thing I really have left to lose
is my life. And if we’re honest here,
that’s not much of a loss.
If all my cards are already on the table,
then the only thing I really have left to lose
is my life. And if we’re honest here,
that’s not much of a loss.
There are 365 days in a year
which means I’ve 365 chances
to get someone to fall in love with me
but once again I’m empty-handed;
a failure in society’s eyes.
Yet another year to go by
wondering why I’m unlovable;
not go enough for anyone
let alone THE one.
Another holiday to be sent
tortured with the concept that
It will always be like this for me:
alone and depressing.
On the bright side,
the wine industry is about to take all my money.
Not like I have anyone else to spend it on.
As I was exiting the bathroom,
I looked in the mirror
and for one whole minute
I actually thought I was pretty.
Too bad there’s another 1,439
reasons that I’m not
every single day
There are so many things
I wish I could say but I can’t
so I’m forced to type them
and confine all my kind thoughts
to a 13 by 8 inch screen
for just a few dozen people
to glance upon.
Oh, what a shame that is.
Because how do I portray to the world
the light that is emitted each time you smile?
Or the way the world grows brighter
with every one of your laughs?
Or that life with you introduces
more colors that the human mind
can comprehend?
It’s simple.
I can’t
and what an injustice that is.
I’m a hopeless romantic,
empahsis on the hopeless.
I’d like to say I’m more
on the romantic side,
but who would be there
to confirm my alibi?
No one, like always.
So all those dreams
and hidden smiles
and contained laughs
and audible sighs
will just have to wait
because who would be there
to enjoy what I have to
offer to the world?
No one, like always.
They say to eat healthy and you’ll be happy
but I’m not
They say excercise and you’ll be happy
but I’m not
They say to be more social and you’ll be happy
but I’m not
They say treat yourself to nice things and you’ll be happy
but I’m not.
They say try new things and you’ll be happy
but I’m not.
They say to move on and you’ll be happy
but I’m not.
I work so damn hard to be happy
which is why it kills me that I’m not.