There goes my fun.
Last line done.
Sniffing in hope
To cling on
To the last of the high
The last of the fun.
Don't want to check
My bank balance.
Don't want to turn
the music off.
Monday is getting closer,
And so are my problems.
The sniff eased it
If but for a moment.
I didn't have to be me.
Alone with the dog
I pretend I'm someone else.
Sending messages off
That tomorrow I'll wish wasn't me.
Telling people I love them.
But only for them to disagree.
For love is too much,
And my cup is overflowing
So can't wait to share.
But everyone is suspicious,
Because life is never fair.
