Wednesday, April 4, 2012

No words

Perpetually bored, constantly irritated
This is how I can be described
Isn't it dear?

Too demanding, very unclear,
Mixed signals and unpredictable, 
You wonder what I want or do you?

Your Life ain't that fun any more,
Do you also see it other way round
Or is it drowned in the ever-important-call

Is co-existence so difficult,
Or are we too stubborn, to change
too perfect to adapt?

Or is it just a side-effect of being too good otherwise,
Too nice to others, too sweet to deny,
Guess someone closer has to pay the price.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I know for whom it is