thoughtsonthebus

Emotionally yours, for a time

until pause

let’s slow

I’ve evasive, I’m elusive

I’m not sure what I just did

I can’t see past the screaming thoughts

that tell me

walking

then

running

is the only option.

Then you can’t see me,

be me,

fear me!

For i can, and will, destroy you

just to prove that I can

just to prove that I’m not

as amazing as your eyes tell me.

Hope, dreams, sadness,

please. just be cool, your eyes beg.

please just don’t do this again

it’s such a shame

to watch a smart girl like you

act so predictably.

 

Oops

I did it again

I played with your heart

got lost in the game

If it’s come to the point where

Britney Spears lyrics can make

a true and honest statement

then it really is time to do something.

Yet, there is no “oop’s” feeling about it.

I can now acknowledge what I’ve done. Can take responsibility. Can be humble.

So scratch that line.

Your heart is more guarded/protected

Change the lyrics again.

I played with MY heart.

This time, every time

that rush when it starts

pulls me, drives me

makes me frantic

and manic

and predictably searching out

for that which I already had.

(Oct 2013)