Drunken Rant - the design

Can't tolerate it, I've been trying to consolidate it, there's been too much of a wait for the strength to contemplate or the wondering and then nature is thundering with all it's voice, and your clearly showing me the choice that your not that way inclined so even if we are designed to celebrate I will compensate that you don't deserve me, and I deserve someone worthy, and like vitamins and scurvy, I am nourishment and serve thee but you back away, ashamed of what you feel, and it's not worth exploring what you yield to because your own doubt deserts me and I will back out before you hurt me, you had the choice, you knew what it's worth, but nothing brought you back down to earth, and your always looking for something better than what you've found, so go for it, but I'm more profound.


I can't actually take it, the ways you can fake it and enjoy pretending to and I'm amending you to be the man you want to be for the girls that you want so happily, you want to be this man above standard, and nothing you planned would go exactly like you thought it out, and your hoping that someone would just kinda 'sort you out', put you in touch with the ending, wouldn't be much point, in defending your actions, but it would mean your own satisfactions and so if not mine, it's clear my design, try to make you happy and make everything fine, but I hope you know that your a bit short sighted, suppose to do the right thing, you'd have to be knighted but you didn't see it so who cares, can't be caught unawares, I thought you were dreams but your really nightmares.


Show me the release, before you send me police, you thought that I'd probably give up and cease to be the girl that you want, I am part of a world that you aren't and now I'm a person at peace so move on and don't hurt, for the growth and the spurt you can trouble divert till the day it reverts to you back to your mission, you need to tackle suspicion till you can see premonitions and be on top of position so get stronger, last longer, just sing your own song. You didn't want me, but sometimes we are wrong.