Love me if you can,
leave me if I’m too much.
I want a man that trembles at my touch.
If it’s not you, save us both the trouble,
let’s end it on a chuckle.
Love me if you can,
leave me if I’m not enough.
I want a man that loves me just as much.
If it’s not you, save us both the trouble,
let’s skip through the struggle,
and go straight to the end.
–S.
I hope you know,
you’re not the worst thing you’ve ever done.
I hope you know,
the light still shines on you, the sun will come.
I hope you know,
you’ll get to the other side, you will overcome.
I hope you know,
yourself you cannot outrun.
I know you know,
you’re not the worst thing you’ve ever done.
–S.
I’m missing someone I’ve never even met.
I guess that makes me kind of sick in the head.
I’m still searching for you in every crowded room.
I’m hoping that you’ll be here very soon.
Tired of the ups and downs of doom and gloom.
Wishing we were shoulder to shoulder in a bedroom.
I’m missing someone I’ve never even met.
I guess that makes me kind of sick in the head.
–S.
Well, are you coming after all?
There’s been no phone call,
to tell me otherwise.
I assume you hit a wall,
or never received the directions at all.
Well, are you coming after all?
Did you get stuck?
Are you down on your luck?
Are you in a situation you can’t escape?
Are you surrounded by a totally difference landscape?
Well, are you coming after all?
Did you hit your head?
Were you declared brain dead?
I’m not sure what all you’ve been up to,
but I know you’ve already made me so blue,
longing for you.
Well, are you coming after all?
–S.
It won’t take much affection,
or much attention at all.
You could leave me out in the sun all day,
forget to water me except on some random distant Sunday.
Low commitment,
bare minimum treatment,
no time needed,
what do you say?
–S.
Pull yourself up by your bootstraps, Bonnie.
I know you can do it, honey.
Lace them up,
both feet solid, on the ground.
I know you can turn it all around, honey.
Pull yourself up by your bootstraps, Bonnie.
–S.
I could color my hair lighter.
Make sure my smile’s brighter.
Wear my skirts higher.
Ignore the fact that you’re a liar.
Spend longer on your desire.
Ignite your lust, like fire.
I’d lose you anyway,
wouldn’t I, fighter?
I can’t make you stay.
I can’t make you see it my way.
On the last day,
hey,
it’s okay,
I knew, I’d lose you anyway.
–S.
You taught me how to be kind, even when there’s too much on my mind.
You showed me that during depression, there’s still joy that I can find.
You revealed through actions, the love you had inside.
You explained that moving on is something we decide.
You told me to slow it all down and not worry so much about the time.
You said expecting too much from someone, made me unkind,
to them and myself,
because you can’t get anywhere if you’re putting yourself on a shelf.
–S.
I know you think you blew it, Daisy.
But you can do it, Daisy.
You’ve been through a lot of bullshit, Daisy.
But you will get through it, Daisy.
I know it’s easier to quit, Daisy.
But you can commit, Daisy.
You’re stronger than you think,
more capable than you know,
you have everything it takes,
to make yourself grow.
Do it, Daisy.
–S.
It’ll all be easy,
if you choose me, Charlie.
I guarantee,
you’ll see, Charlie.
I’ll fulfill your needs,
do nothing, but agree,
if you pick me, Charlie.
What do you mean,
you’re feeling inbetween,
couldn’t it just be me, Charlie?
–S.
The Messy Middle 🖤 