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thoughts in ___ head
thoughts in the head.
whose head?
your head? my head? both?
should we go to your place, or mine?
or do we pretend, everything is fine?
I see you, you see me;
so simply pretending is too high a fee.
I recognize your struggles, and raise you my own,
but this isn't a competition, because you're the greatest man I've ever known.
under you I blossom and bloom, leaving little room for doom and gloom,
I can't wait until you're my groom.
thoughts in my head;
is he okay?
am I fulfilling his needs?
where am I lacking?
am I enough?
thoughts in my head;
life is tough,
money is rough,
and I've got too much fluff.
thoughts in my head;
I know my value, and I know my worth,
but still, I'm always left with this hurt.
all I want, is a community,
but it feels like, people don't want me.
thoughts in my head;
silly banter, playful jealousy, and constant giggles.
ever-changing nicknames, endless "what happened was," and countless "they call me!"
"atta girl(s)", "baby girl(s)", and "my girl(s)."
quiet showers, long talks, and light snores.
loyal support, gentle reassurances, and stable communication.
bright eyes, knowing smile, and the voice that feels like home.
just some of my favorite things beginning and ending with you.
these are the thoughts in my head,
what's in yours?
I can think and theorize all day,
but that wouldn't be fair to you.
as much as I want to know,
I want it to be true.
but I felt it was high time you knew,
I share these burdens, with you.
whose head?
your head? my head? both?
should we go to your place, or mine?
or do we pretend, everything is fine?
I see you, you see me;
so simply pretending is too high a fee.
I recognize your struggles, and raise you my own,
but this isn't a competition, because you're the greatest man I've ever known.
under you I blossom and bloom, leaving little room for doom and gloom,
I can't wait until you're my groom.
thoughts in my head;
is he okay?
am I fulfilling his needs?
where am I lacking?
am I enough?
thoughts in my head;
life is tough,
money is rough,
and I've got too much fluff.
thoughts in my head;
I know my value, and I know my worth,
but still, I'm always left with this hurt.
all I want, is a community,
but it feels like, people don't want me.
thoughts in my head;
silly banter, playful jealousy, and constant giggles.
ever-changing nicknames, endless "what happened was," and countless "they call me!"
"atta girl(s)", "baby girl(s)", and "my girl(s)."
quiet showers, long talks, and light snores.
loyal support, gentle reassurances, and stable communication.
bright eyes, knowing smile, and the voice that feels like home.
just some of my favorite things beginning and ending with you.
these are the thoughts in my head,
what's in yours?
I can think and theorize all day,
but that wouldn't be fair to you.
as much as I want to know,
I want it to be true.
but I felt it was high time you knew,
I share these burdens, with you.
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