Wednesday, 25 July 2012

• My Muse and I.

  I am nothing, and no one.

  You are everything to everyone.

  Without you I am nothing,

  And when I’m with you I’m no one.

  How the hell did we get here?

  When did you become the Queen?

  And when did I become the Jester?

  I cater to your every whim,

  And pray you don’t demand

  That which I cannot provide;

  I’ve got nothing and no one

  To lean on but you as my social support;

  You’ve got everything and everyone,

  But none of them really want you:

  I suppose we’re even then.

  I suppose it’s only fair that

  You are hailed by all

  While I’m praised by few;

  In the end no one really wants you

  Because no one really needs you,

  And in the end I have everything

  Because in the end I’m not catering to everyone.

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