House of Cards/Situation
Sometimes my life feels like a house of cards that
Other people enjoy blowing their hot air around
It’s like I’m a little piggy and the world is my
Big bad wolf and everything that reminds me of her
Takes out my windows walls and roof.
I didn’t feel the love I need and neither did she but
It doesn’t make it any easier
Starting with one little stack
By yourself in a town you never even would have
Do I try to pick up the pieces and make a smaller
Steadier, tighter stack
Just for myself and no one else
Or do I move back to where I belong
And start fresh there instead
I don’t see much of a difference.
I wish I wasn’t in this situation.
And I really fucking wish
I had more materials than fucking