Sweet Disposition

Situations situations

Painful physically, emotionally, mentally

Unstable, a thin cable

A balancing act

It’s all an act, a show

To show you what you’re doing to me

and I’m doing to you

To prove how I feel

How I don’t feel, that lack of

Something, anything, nothing, everything

All at once, all new stunts

A whole new dance

So unrehearsed, unprepared

For what comes next

Completely whimsical

Impulsive, compulsive

Naively jaded, slightly faded

Into reality, no punctuality

No apprehension, suspension

For questionable operations

But oh the sensations, what a feat

A whole new beat to a whole new song

Where we find nothing wrong

Even though this is all so obviously wrong

But we let it go on and on for so long

Such a beautiful melody

Such a sweet disposition

Sensory Deprivation

Used

Abused

Controlled

So bold

You hold me back, you push me away

And everything you say is only said

To confuse me, profusely.

Efficiently and effectively

You’re losing me here, dear.

Do you hear what I’m saying

Conveying, praying for you to understand?

I’m not that difficult to comprehend.

Bend the rules, just once more.

Ignore, ignore that little twinge

Of what’s right and what’s wrong.

Stay strong, hold on

Lie to me and pull my strings

These things that you do to me

There nothing but a memory

And your grip, its like sensory

Deprivation, what a sensation

The way you make me feel

This isn’t real, so perfectly unrealistic.