The wind she whistles loudly
Oh so angry with her lover
Breaking windows and smashing plates
Cursing her own mother
But why blame another
When it is he and she to blame
Why whistle so loudly
You’re driving me bloody insane
Life is hectic enough
So much to do
So little time
And still babies are being born
And others are ready to die
Started 2012 with a bang
First time away from home
But it was slightly weird
'Cause I missed being on my own
Stuck behind the IBM building
Never got to see the fireworks
Had to YouTube it the next day
I’m telling you that shit hurt
It cut deep
It burned
Oh well, there’s always next year
3 deaths already
It’s only been 2012 for 4 days
But I guess that’s just the way the cookie crumbles
That’s just how the tumble drier tumbles
That’s just how my mother mumbles
That’s Life
As Frankie says
Other Frankie also says relax
Kid on Got To Dance smashed it
Like he got a metal tree
And trollied it down with an indestructible axe
This month is gon’ be hectic
Already is
So much to write, promote and do
And find time to revise for an exam that’s poo
Not complaining
Just blessed
Actually, this snot needs to stop dripping from my nose
‘Cause it’s making the hair grow
In places it mustn’t
I hope I get to see him again
My London friend
I don’t rely on no-one no more
Reliance leads to disappointment
Expectation leads to regret
Rather just move on and forgive and forget
Can’t forget those crazy earrings though
Rest in Peace Pat Butcher
I know you’re only fictional
But I feel like I wish I got to touch ya
Not like that
Even though she’s a real-life lesbian
She was a massive part of the square
Literally
I really am gonna miss that shiny white hair.
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