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I'm Not OkayWhen you smirk and sneer in the hall
And you say your "kidding"
But now my back's against the wall
Don't you think it might be humiliating?
'Cos I'm trying (but failing) to stand tall.
No? Well then just keep up your "joking".
But you kick me while I'm down
Spread my "nicknames" round all the classes
Take the p*ss while I'm around
Just educate the masses
While I don't make a sound
Take the season passes-
'Cos I'm okay.
I've had enough of your excuses!
Playing with my feelings
Now I can see through your ruses
Of course I'm not okay!
Gothic CinderellaHer limbs silky but agile
She's dressed in the cotton from a spider's spindle
But a forsaken love this fragile
Will surely dwindle
A beauty more lethal
Than even Death's bitter-sweet kiss
But the worst of evil
Brings the darkest bliss
Oh, that gothic Cinderella
Not ugly in the least
But beware if you're that lucky fella
'Cos what you see is merely the beauty in the beast
The Beast WithinAt night I used to close my eyes,
And think of loving you.
Now I think of my own demise
By the one who I entrusted everything to.
Are you bloody serious!?
Aren't YOU the sick one?
'Cos I'm not delirious!
What is this animal you've become?
Why, you ask
Am I having a "tantrum"?
Was that pretty face just a mask?
Was our love just a phantom?
I Don't Miss YouWhen I say "I'll miss you"
It's just an excuse
To wrap my arms around you
Don't just say "I'll miss you too",
'Cos without you I'm a recluse-
The strings of my sanity are too few
You've left me just a single thread
Torn through my mind
Just like my heart
The path I thought I'd never tread
Just tell me, what kind
Of fool would leave me ripped apart?
Haven't you figured it out yet?
This is worst than Shakespeare's tragedies.
This manic fairytale will never end-
Am I your broken Cinderella,
Or your twisted Juliet?
Her Mechanical HeartA heart like snow
Like a cold winters night-
Only he can melt it,
Try as we might.
Her heart is a ticking bomb.
When will he come?
The only one-
The boy with the power to make her come undone.
Icy to the touch.
The shock of cold metal-
It's almost mechanical;
But nothing is invincible...
Leaving Southampton She was in the kitchen when he stumbled in noisily, tripping as he went past the shelves and catching the edge of the table to keep himself from falling.
Pretending not to hear the stream of curses that followed, she kept her eyes fixed on the dishes, letting her hand trail in the soapy water. There was a loud scraping of wood against grimy concrete as he drew a chair and collapsed into it. At this she looked up, and after a moment's hesitation, she said, unnecessarily, "You've been drinking."
He clutched his head and said nothing. He hadn't shaved in weeks and stank of sweat and alcohol; he looked much older than his eighteen years.
They sat in silence for a while. Then he announced, loudly, "Fuck."
She didn't bother to tell him off. She just waited. And jumped when he suddenly brought his fist down, hard, onto the table.
"Our lives here are s
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