You made it.
You reached that point in your life,
Where you’re done with the worry and strife.
You wished things stayed the same,
Not realizing that it was nothing but a game.
Gone are the days of blasting music from a busted car,
even though you remember those warm crazy nights from afar.
You did things that you now laugh about.
You danced until your feet throbbed.
You fell in love until you sobbed.
You made mistakes,
Which often ended in backaches.
Mais tu as grandi.
You’re no longer that bright-eyed pup.
Breathe in the fresh air,
Ignore the dare,
And take care.
Laugh at the ones before you,
Sit down and watch them stew,
While you catch a breath and take a brew.
Welcome to womanhood.
There’s a discord,
between me and reality.
I’m living but I’m really not.
I’m breathing, but it’s artificial.
I keep feeling stuck,
But I have no idea on who to call.
I’m having another sleepless night
There’s a war raging within me.
I keep fighting the deep abyss,
I keep fighting gravity.
I keep soldiering on.
I keep walking on.
You’re apprehensively aroused.
This unemotional object that I’ve seem to become.
woman I’ve become.
You look genuinely perplexed as to why I have become this soulless robot.
As if the dirty thong in your pants pocket wasn’t obvious enough on laundry day.
Avez-vous essuye les jus de la chatte sale votre visage quand vous etes venu chez moi embrasser?
Cat got your tongue?
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned they say.
Hell hath no fury like a woman.
Hell hath no fury.
Huh, It fits.
I awoke to the sounds of the night.
My eyes widened from lightning illuminating the sky.
My breath caught at the ominous sounds of thunder shaking my frame.
My skin tingled from the wind whipping across my face.
I pulled up my chair to watch the sky take out it’s anger on the world.
I reveled in the sounds of whimpers from the streets.
I laughed at the sounds of pain from the trees.
I was stuck in time.
I had no desire to leave.
Twisting and turning in this bed.
Legs in a vise grip.
Air levels are depleting.
Gasping for acceptance,
Gasping for love,
Gasping for truth,
Gasping for understanding.
I am a huge contradiction.
I am the thing I fear the most.
I shake my head no,
But spread my legs,
In desperate anticipation,
For the devil’s euphoric stroke and flow.
My chest heaves anxiously,
For his talented tongue to taste my skin,
I need this sin.
My nipples tighten in practiced rhapsody,
For the soulless being taking me to ecstasy.
My core soaks in abject blasphemy,
For the ignorant bliss he brings for the night.
Suffocation is here,
The man in black has [finally] re-appeared.
My affinity for the sinful,
For the debauchery,
For the unattainable,
Will be the death of me.
I’ve got this new joy,
I can’t describe.
And it’s not based on someone.
No one paid for it.
No one showed me additional affection.
There was no conditional love offered.
It feels weird.
Being happy because of me.
Have you ever been here?
I’m a novice,
Tell me you can hear me clear.
I want to know you’re secrets.
What makes you tick.
What turns you on,
What’ll keep you home.
I need direct confirmation,
A strong foundation.
Not an aberration.
I went out on Friday night.
Went to find my love.
Lover of the evening,
One night stand,
I hitched up my bra,
Cut two more inches of my halter dress,
Mis sur mon baise moi pompes,
And was ready to go.
I club hopped,
Saw some friends everywhere I went,
Took shots with old lovers,
Laughed for what seemed like days.
Went to my last bar of the evening,
And there you were.
You weren’t supposed to be here.
You were the reason I disappeared.
I took myself dancing last night.
My heart was so happy, and my feet light.
I took flight.
For hours on the dance floor my body took flight.
I looked around the dimly-lit room,
People so close together, and yet so far away.
Drawn by the sway,
Or the courage of the moon on the bay.
I moved to the center of the room,
Nodding my head to the pulsing of Flume.
I was new,
I was through with being a shrew.
I danced, laughed, and took a brew.