Fun
It’s fun not having a dick-head to stress about
not having a guy to get in a mess about
worrying if he’s gonna call or sms
just to see if he passes the test
learning some self-respect
keeping my sex for only the best
He was on a pedestal and I idolised his sound
it’s fun bringing that pedestal down
till it touches the ground
and elevating mine
all the way to the sky
to start actually using my fucking brain
laughing at how I chased you
understanding it was insane
being tired of the game
knowing that my life isn’t lame
It’s fun enjoying the simple things in life
and not being afraid of, myself
hot chocolate, DVDs, music and books
anything that doesn’t involve you
It’s fun not having you to stress about
and I’ve learnt never to allow myself
to get into a mess about
men like YOU
(to all my devoted readers, it was TOO hard to stop myself from posting poems and just putting them in cafe nova! I’ll have to put some on the blog and some in the cafe!)
jameswfrobertsdapoet said,
January 19, 2012 at 12:47 pm
I love it. I love all of your work anyway but this i absolutely love.
Koraly Dimitriadis said,
January 19, 2012 at 10:45 pm
Thanks, James, what a lovely compliment!
msdebbie said,
January 20, 2012 at 1:02 am
Your interstate fans need poetry too! Hope all is well with you Koraly. Keep front of mind any opportunities for a BrisVegas tour!!!