Just who I am

I'm girly,
and I'm boyish;
I like my hair long,
only to cut it off and regret it
right afterwards;
I am rude,
but I can be polite,
I'm black and white,
but technicolor as well;
I'm fragile and tough,
I am calm and a hurricane.
I am so many things
that if I had to label myself
I wouldn't know what to say.
Anyway, I do not have to apologise 
for being so ambivalent.
It is just who I am,
and I'm not sorry.

Empty

It is emptiness, baby,
it has made its way back into my soul,
poisoning my spirit,
eating my brains out.

Oh,

it is emptiness, my darling,
how I wish you would have stayed,
but yes, I know, right now I'm deadly,
now that vacancy is here to stay.

Where did my words go to?

I have lost it all
Now I must bring it all back.

Dig in my brain to find the words I said
and put them back where they belong.

Oh,
where did they go?

They were just right here a minute ago,
now they're vanished.
Fog is here,
darkness descends.
Mind is a mess
as it's always been.

Dig down deep.

Now try deeper.


Are they still there?

I swear I hear the echoes,
but I cannot locate the direction their voices are coming from.

Keep digging.
You may find them there.
Keep on digging,
for I no longer can.

Keep on,
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