Tag Archives: emotions

Wanting to Want

Not wanting to want
But still wanting
How fucked up is that?
I want the best for you
As I always have
As I always will
Even though you left me wanting
Even though you left me wanting to want
How fucked up is that?
Wanting to never want
But forever wanting
Forever wanting to want
How fucked up is that?


Copyright © 2017 Mr. Flying Pig

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Too Stupid

What are you thinking?
Don’t tell me what you’re thinking
Why should I care?
I’m too stupid to not care
Don’t think of it as a blank stare
I’m just not blinking
Because the nothing left inside
Is all I have to share

Alone
The past comes back to haunt
All alone
Memories tease and taunt
Alone
Needing to look so strong
All alone
Afraid of getting it wrong

I don’t want to be alone

What was I dreaming?
I want to stop the dreaming
Don’t think I don’t care
I’m too stupid not to care
Don’t want to be misunderstood
There can be no meaning
Because with everything to lose
There’s nothing left to share

Alone
Buned to ash and dust
All alone
Doing what I must
Alone
Not wanting them to stare
All alone
Wondering why I still care

I don’t want to die alone


Copyright © 2016 Mr. Flying Pig

Inner Sanctum

There’s a door to the sanctum where inspiration is bled from me
It used to be easy to find
Even when there wasn’t a sign
But now it lies buried in distant memories
Of days past that shall never be
Again

There’s a longing in my heart where emotion once roamed free
It may never live there again
Except in deep desperation
And uncovered in the darkest of times
But the desirous will never see
Inside

There’s a chasm inside my soul where temptation used to be
It’s hidden by a dark gray line
Buried in the depths of time
With remnants of what has forever been lost
And what is for all eternity meant to be
Denied


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Flawed

Don’t for a minute think it would’ve been better
I’m flawed just as much as the rest of the world
I don’t want you to look into my eyes
I don’t want you to hear my bittersweet sighs
I don’t want you to think I’m anything more
Than someone who used to love you
And I can’t love you anymore

Don’t for a second wonder what it would be like
In a world where different decisions were made
I don’t want you to see behind the mask
I don’t want to hear the questions you would ask
I don’t want you to be able to see my flaws
And there are so many for you to see
But I want you to love me because

I dont know how to love you anymore
Not like I loved you before
I dont know how to love you anymore
But I still want you to love me
Just like you loved me before

Because I’m flawed
Just as much as the rest of the world


Copyright © 2016 Mr. Flying Pig

Waiting Anyway

Waiting patiently for the phone to ring
Waiting for what I know will never happen
Waiting anyway

In the dead of the night
I’m all alone with nothing but my thoughts
There’s no meaning to what’s left over
It’s gone forever and I know it
It’s gone forever
Move on
Easier said than done
I made my bed and now I lie in it
Find a tissue and cry in it
Then get over it
And move on
Easier said than done
When I’m waiting patiently
For the phone to ring
Waiting for what I know will never happen
I’ll wait anyway

If there’s the slightest shred of hope
The smallest inkling of possibility
I have to wait and see
It could happen eventually
Throw a drowning man a rope

Waiting patiently for the phone to ring
Even though I know there’s no possibility
I still need to believe there’s a chance

Just the slightest chance


Copyright © 2016 Mr. Flying Pig

From the River to the Sea

Sentiments bequeathed by emotion
An illusion of the heart
Unwanted distant devotion
Not knowing where to start
Fragrant and subtle as a sorcerer’s potion
Spinning and twisting reality apart

Let’s float down a river that has no name
Where laughter and teardrops bear no shame
Where lady luck learned to play her game
And the future is never the same

Encounters are subtle reminders
Dim reflections in the night
Driving with both eyes in blinders
Ignoring what’s in sight
Possess and retain is the rule of the finders
Others use morals to determine what’s right

Let’s set sail on the sea that has no name
Where conscience and conduct are the same
Where nobody has to take the blame
And the embers cannot become flame


Copyright © 2016 Mr. Flying Pig

Six String Smile

Talk a lot but don’t reveal much
Keep it inside, it’s better off as such
Better to live with the invisible touch
Than to be left out in the cold again

Just give me an acoustic guitar to noodle upon
I don’t need to be able to play it well
I just need to find myself for a while
Finding that six string smile

You’ll never understand but I love you anyway
Or maybe that’s the reason I love you
To not be understood is a blessing in disguise
Because nobody knows who you are today

So who are you today?

Always listen but don’t decipher
Pretend that you think you can trust again
What happened once will again occur
Strike first and leave it in dust

So who are you today?

Just give me an electric guitar to thrash upon
It doesn’t even need to be in tune
I just need to lose myself for a while
Trying to find that six string smile

So who are you today?