Serious Mood

The last time I received a papercut, I remember seeing blood.

The pain was real enough.

I felt like I needed a quiet, dark place a few weeks ago. I explained why.

Thursday gone I felt happy due to some of the changes I’m creating. The first thing you say is, ‘you’re usually in a serious mood.’

I understand you don’t honestly believe I deserve to be happy. You like when I’m weak and in need. I realised that – you like drama.

Blended

The art to mix two is an art only a Master can muster before man.

I won’t lie to the watchers.

I’ll lie to fakers.

They want to know how I created this tiny heartbeat.

I told them, ‘from my baby toe, I tapped into a plug and shocked a new beat.’

I mixed madness into sanity and called it life.

I’ll always love you.

You’ll always be my baby…