She can be up to anything right now
Last time it was the new song
The one with a lovely video
We all agreed it was the best thing in town
New words were made up to describe that
Just to get her laughing on the comment line
Her taste on anything is the definition of class
Everyone wants to be on her side of opinion
All the quirky statements she makes goes
Rarely does she lack something to say "thanks" for
Doesn't she feel suffocated by this attention?
Unnoticed is a vocabulary to her manouvres
I think she is the source of romours
Cos everything she says is believed as the truth
You heard that too?
Where?
From her free air...
Why I'm I not surprised
Glued to her like posters on a street wall
She is a goddess of the online kingdom
So pulled into her realm that he lives on
She is the reason of our mentality of the mob
Today she did it again
This time it's a picture of her on the internet
Lord!
Help a brother not to fall for this anymore
He still clicks on the comment button...
More than enough compliments are streaming
A river would feel jealous if it could see this
He still doesn't know what to say about her photo-tease
Types a few words and then backspace... backspace...
Refreshes the page and escapes
The urge to say something about it still burns
For the bandwagon on her case it's summed up
She is the definition of HOT to them
He can nolonger avoid the desire within him
She starts the "Thank You" "XoXo" and "Ahem!"
He smiles and touches his bare chin
The thirst trap is indeed working.
Friday, 18 October 2013
LOVE IS RHETORICAL?
Why do we talk a lot about love?
Is it that big a topic that we could dwell on?
Or do you just know a few things about that
That you want to let out and feel done?
Do you feel loved?
Are you in love?
Do you love somebody who does not love you back?
Failing at love... Is that you too?
How often do you think about love?
Do you feel butterflies in your stomach while at it?
Does it make you remember someone?
Take a moment...
Think about love.
About the first time you experienced it
Was your heart racing when you discoverd it?
Did you just slide into it unknowingly?
Where did you find love?
Oh wait...
You haven't found love?
Is it evading you everytime you think you've just grasped it?
"Are you lonely?" Does this question haunt you?
Love songs, do they speak to you?
I wish I was in love...
Yes. I wish.
Everytime I think about it I almost shed it
I haunts me daily
It makes me envy the couples I see
Presumably IN love
It disgusts me because I don't have it
It evades me all the time I search for it
Do I really need love?
Is it what will make happy?
Is it what will make me stop being lonely?
What if it doesn't meet my expectations?
I have expectations for everything...
Who will I hold responsible?
Especially when I find I miscalculated things
I was told you 'experience' love
When you least expect it, that is when it occurs
That day will come. I hope that it will come
As for me in the meantime
Living with this questions on my mind
Is all I will be at
Hopefully...
I will be found by love
Have you been found by love?
Is it that big a topic that we could dwell on?
Or do you just know a few things about that
That you want to let out and feel done?
Do you feel loved?
Are you in love?
Do you love somebody who does not love you back?
Failing at love... Is that you too?
How often do you think about love?
Do you feel butterflies in your stomach while at it?
Does it make you remember someone?
Take a moment...
Think about love.
About the first time you experienced it
Was your heart racing when you discoverd it?
Did you just slide into it unknowingly?
Where did you find love?
Oh wait...
You haven't found love?
Is it evading you everytime you think you've just grasped it?
"Are you lonely?" Does this question haunt you?
Love songs, do they speak to you?
I wish I was in love...
Yes. I wish.
Everytime I think about it I almost shed it
I haunts me daily
It makes me envy the couples I see
Presumably IN love
It disgusts me because I don't have it
It evades me all the time I search for it
Do I really need love?
Is it what will make happy?
Is it what will make me stop being lonely?
What if it doesn't meet my expectations?
I have expectations for everything...
Who will I hold responsible?
Especially when I find I miscalculated things
I was told you 'experience' love
When you least expect it, that is when it occurs
That day will come. I hope that it will come
As for me in the meantime
Living with this questions on my mind
Is all I will be at
Hopefully...
I will be found by love
Have you been found by love?
THE PRIZE
Restoring my mind to it's initial state?
How do I do that anyway...
How do I get rid of all the things you made me experience
Things I never knew existed
Things like contentment,
Satisfaction and now resentment
Before I knew I could even have a smile all day
Since in my life, I was having what I needed
You changed so fast.
Was it the thrill that came with the relationship
That made you stop it, in the bud you nipped
You transformed your act
Looking away with the eye contact
No longer laughing at the inner jokes we used to share
It was my presence now that you couldn't bare
Dear, I could change for you
What fresh things did you want me to do?
I felt like you got a new man
Just like that you slipped into being a prize
A contest of who will have you last
A tag-of-possession that I was already outdone
I was out of clues, tricks and ideas that are new
The ones that would win you back
If it was to happen this way
I wonder why it took so much time
Slicing through the solid build I'd made in many days
And leaving behind a broken heart- dying
It's true the winner takes it all
You become a prize, I couldn't match up
And now you're gone.
How do I do that anyway...
How do I get rid of all the things you made me experience
Things I never knew existed
Things like contentment,
Satisfaction and now resentment
Before I knew I could even have a smile all day
Since in my life, I was having what I needed
You changed so fast.
Was it the thrill that came with the relationship
That made you stop it, in the bud you nipped
You transformed your act
Looking away with the eye contact
No longer laughing at the inner jokes we used to share
It was my presence now that you couldn't bare
Dear, I could change for you
What fresh things did you want me to do?
I felt like you got a new man
Just like that you slipped into being a prize
A contest of who will have you last
A tag-of-possession that I was already outdone
I was out of clues, tricks and ideas that are new
The ones that would win you back
If it was to happen this way
I wonder why it took so much time
Slicing through the solid build I'd made in many days
And leaving behind a broken heart- dying
It's true the winner takes it all
You become a prize, I couldn't match up
And now you're gone.
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