'Big River'.

I'm Bored.

My Nails Are Chipped And Broken.

I'm Tired.

And I'm Bored.

What I Make, I Hate.

It Needs Something.

There's Soo Many People Making Extraordinary Things.

I've Gotta Up My Game.

My Bedroom Is Freezing But I Feel Weird With The Window Closed.

Then There's That Moment When You Pull Your Duvet Up And It's Like Ice, 

And For That Moment It's Almost Like You'll Never Be Warm Again.

But Then You Do The 'Cold Bed Wriggle And Shake'.

And Your Feet Start To Mildly Radiate Some Warmth.

Well For Me At Least.

Then Mid Sleep You Wake Up Instantly Regretting Your Sensible Pijamas.

If Only I Could Connect My Mind To A Screen.

There's Things That I Think,

That Others Will Never See.

Not Because I Don't Want Them To,

But Because I Can't Put It On Paper,

Or Explain It While Sounding Sane.

So If There's Balls Of Steel & Hearts Of Glass,

What Is Your Mind?

And Does It Fit? Or Relate To Those Things?

Does It Even Need To?

You Can Be Brave And Not Stop To Think First.

Or Give Your Ticker Away Then Only Remember Your Mind Once It's Shattered.

Maybe.

I Feel Like If I Don't Write This Crap Down I'll Forget It,

But It Would Still Take Space Up In My Mind.

Or Hand Around Like Bubble Gum If You Swallow It.

A Great Woman Once Said,

'If You're Gonna Pose, You Have To Mean It'.

Auntie Pat That Was, She's A Legend.

All I Want Is:

A New Dress,

New Shoes,

Something Shiny,

New War Paint,

A New Hairdo, 

 New Perfume,

Fancy Nails,

A Bigger Bust,

Slimmer Waist,

Lovely Legs And

A Flashy Smile.

But They're Not What I Need.

Far From It.

Sometimes I Forget The Difference.

As I'm Sure Most Of Us Do.

Come On, Get Down Off Your High Horse.

You Don't Have To Justify Anything To Me.

But What I Need Is A Night With Some Friends And The Stars.

An Early Morning Drive With The Window Open.

Washing My Car With No Shoes On.

Cycling Along The Seaside With My Music On.

And A Sit On The Beach With My Sketchbook.

Just Because I Can. xXx