We walk around the block.
Discuss how bad we fought.
We put the pieces back how they were.
They just do not seem to fit anymore.
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Yes, I am practically on my knees
hurting for you to always please
all you are doing is waiting for me
to fall face forward; start bleeding
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I knew if I closed them
I'd still be able to see you
Though you left once again
I captured your baby blues
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Loving you was the hardest part to achieve
Can't understand why you're trying to leave
Already know what's going to happen to me
A shocking grieve that you'll never ever see
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There I was again taking my precious time
Here I go again ranting time with a rhyme
It's a nice calm day, somewhat partly cloudy
Kicking rocks, hands in my pocket, thinking
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</>Why do you write these poems about yourself?
'My 'OverW8 Poems' are not meant to be offensive
I don't mind being stout, but it can be quite pensive
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Somehow I have now managed to refuse the fudge
Different year to have decided to fight the 'pudge'
My only reliable transportation sold really quick
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Oh my lord, what have I done wrong
Living unfaithful diets sustaining a ton
'Thinking of adipose rhymes for savy poems...
thinking...of excess buttery pork loins'
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Again, you might tell me I look great, I guess...
With a rolled up pizza easing my stomach distress
I stumble every morning from bed, feeling food drunk
Everyone knows me by the oily battered triple chin
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Here I go again, another greasy and heavy year alone.
Tired with every single step, breaking the floor at home.
I begin to cook my own meal since I can not leave,
My body secretes thicker Bio-Diesel by the way.
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