It is true,
There are times I can't handle my drink
But hasn't everyone forgotten what they said?
And exactly what they did?
Shouldn't everyone be forgiven
For their innocent but wild behaviour?
But then I see his face
And that's when I think-
Could he think his dream girl is too embarassing to be seen with?
Is it possible that instead of realising
That I've finally been freed of caring
About what everyone else watching thinks,
He thinks - "That's a girl I don't want to be with"
Would he prefer someone more tame, quiet and pristine?
A girl who will tag along and
Never have her head in the sink?
Knickers may be on show from another drunken fall
But believe in me, I do know
Wrong from Right and Right from Wrong
The same girl who, when drunk and sober
Only wants you to be the one to call
And tell you, You're the one that freed her,
You're the reason she no longer feels so insecure
Yet the mind questions
If these harmless drunken actions
Are things you'll be ashamed of?
Or if you will laugh and see the innocent fun?
The type that helped you fall in love,
To a girl who hangs off a chandilier
A girl with several straight and gay boys near
A girl whose not afraid to strike a pose
A girl who desperately hopes you'll always love, never loathe
Monday, 17 January 2011
Friday, 14 January 2011
Lines of life applied with pressure against my face
Slow, careful movement as the incomparable shiver vibrates over my scalp and down through my spine
Satisfied mind empties
Embrace the sensual freedom, articulation
and be carried
Carry me out of real time
Hide me and make me magnificent
I can be the horizon
Higher with every drop