Waiting For The Impossible

Will you come get me,
My charming black knight?
I’m still waiting you know.
And the tears that fall are my gift to you.
So I shall wait.
And forever wait.
Because the stars will never line up for me.
And my planets will never notice me.
My lips await yours.
My brain was committed to your love and affection until I saw how much it costs to be loved.
I’d have to leave my pride behind.
And probably learn how to fight.
Make up on, every day.
Pretty smile and shallow as an empty bottle.
No never, my knight will never like me like that.
He will want me as I am,
He’ll want me to never be a good lady with rules and laces around my pretty fake neck.
And as if it was magic,
He will see me as I am.
And gain my trust just like that.
Never do anything to make me cry.
Because I’m sick of tears and screams.


And I thought I was doing what was right for you.
And for me, but nonetheless
I drowned in myself in what I thought was right, and down you came with me.
Oh but everything seemed so right!
But is the right wrong?
And the wrong right?
Funny how life can be.
I thought you were a liar,
But after all,
I was the one who was lying.
Is the darkness always with me?
No matter what, I end up crying.
Yes, I’m suffering.