Monsters in my heart.

Monsters in my heart

by: Me

I've got monsters in my heart;
Not the kind that make you cold as ice,
But the kind that makes you way too nice.
The kind that make me play the same old silly love games,
Never letting up, always making me look real lame.

They give me false hope, make me believe,
That maybe one day he'll fulfill my dreams.

I've got monsters in my heart,
Never the kinds that make you cold as ice,
But always the kinds that make you way too nice.

Yeah...wrote that in English today in response to Poetri's Def Poetry Jam poem, Monsters in my Stomach. The teacher said it was fabulous, but whatever. I don't know. I'm in a pissy/depressed mood. My dog swallowed a spool of thread, which we thought was an ulcer, but its not, obviously. The surgery to remove it costs $1500. And that's after the vet chopped it in half. We were almost gonna put him down, but my brother (who loves this dog to pieces) is gonna help pay for it.
Oh, this part is the best. The guy whose been sending mixed signals and acting like he likes me and wants me...has a girlfriend. Wahoo. Good to know he was just fucking with my head, right? This is really depressing. Especially seeing their changed relationship statuses on my homepage. That just made it even better. I'm totally fucked up.
I'm sick of always being the friend, and never the girlfriend. I need to change. I just need to, or I'll die of loneliness. Gah.
Well, that's it. The monsters in my heart are attacking worse than usual today.
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