Mehndi Stain

A funny old day

Pretending to be ill

Rather that than be sat typing gift shop names into a computer

And it rained, but tell me when it doesn’t?

I really do have too much stuff but nowhere to put it

I’m too creative for this nonsense

The headache won’t go away, it just won’t stop

And I don’t know whether the pain is actual pain

Or me missing those people that are long gone

N there’s memories of them everywhere

And I took most of them down off my bedroom walls, but still it’s everywhere

The last time she came over

There’s still that mehndi stain on the wall

But I suppose at least I have jumpers for the winter now

Even though I’m lost

Less lost, more stuck in a rut

Actually I take that back

Stacks and stacks of boxes

And coffee cups which were once filled with tea

And Blackberry messenger is down again

Good thing my contracts nearly up

Even that reminds me of them

Ha, stupid decisions got us to where we are today

But my friend with the funky hair met me for an orange n mint

And told me to stop doing what I’m doing

I can’t stop my self-expression

It’s my only outlet

So to be honest, unfollow me or delete me

I don’t give a funk

Tomorrow’s a new day

The rain ain’t gonna stop

Lucky for me I didn’t straighten the orange mane

And I’ll just keep hiding my heart away.

10.10.2011