What happens now?

I’m not pretty, I’m not perfect, I’m nothing to anyone
They always go away, always disappearing, gone
They never even stay for too long
Never a year, never forever, it has gone wrong
First, they win me with words and sorts and stuff
Filling me with sweet things and playful fluff
Then, without realising, slowly I break into million ones
They pretend they betray, they hate and they pounce
No more love, no more peace, just hatred and guilt
The scales start to become unbalanced, it starts to tilt
It moves towards you, so you are the one who wins
Hurting me all the time at the drop of a pin
And when I’m broken, you make me miss your absence
You force me to sit and listen to the silence
To emphasise just how badly I’ll need you
And the fact that you won’t miss me too
Leaving me, Leaving me, Leaving me to cry
Leaving me and walking away, leaving me wonder why?

Near Late Night Thoughts

I need some new music. Sometimes I like to fill the silence with music but lately I can’t seem to find any good music or find any old classic music that I used to listen to when I was little. I wish I have a magic jukebox that plays random songs to make me go to sleep. I wonder what I will dream about? I am also hungry. Could really use some music and food even if it’s nearly 11pm.

#NearLateNightThoughts