Falling for another
who does my dishes
falling for another
who can’t know all my secrets
Baby will i ever know anyone
as i knew you
It’s what i do
it’s what i do that matters
blood pressures fine, spirit is good
cyst in the brain, blood on the sword
Woke up in a haiku poem
2pm, 4 hours of snoozing
at my parents house
they’ve gone to work
i’m looking for another you
but you’re so hard work
Another who won’t love me
unless i’m good enough
