A Beautiful Lie
I hate being a man sometimes
“Ew, not interested.”
“I'm flattered but you're not my type.”
Am I still in anyone's league, or am I overripe?
That's when we first met. Do you remember that day?
You came so late in my life, that all you found
Was a lot of sorrow, loneliness, and pain in my heart.
So much of it that you knew not where to start.
It was through you that I discovered a new reason:
To keep marching forward with every season.
It was no surprise to me that I fell in love
But you're the raptor and I'm the dove.
Part of me always knew it was never meant to be.
How could a woman like you love a dork like me?
You visited me so often in my dreams
That I went through paper by the ream
At night, you guide my path like the glow of the full moon
But deep inside, I know that chasing you will lead to my doom.
I loved you like Layla did Majnun
But I knew you'd never love me enough to make me your groom.
Even if I was doomed to end up like Qays
I still prayed for your love on these wet, dreary days.
My friends tell me that I'm a madman possessed
They're not wrong, but I paid no heed to their protests.
There's no place for me in your heart as we continue this dance
But damn it, at least give me the opportunity to make one.
To hold you in my arms, to bask in your light like the morning sun
Even if you held me in your talons, I'd relish the chance.
A madman possessed, what am I now?
Am I a man or am I a shackled cow?
Your affections are worse than blow
At least with coke, I reap what I sow.
The day passes and the night arrives
I eagerly await your messages, like the liquor I imbibe
I know that chasing you will mean that I'll die
But I'll do anything to maintain this beautiful lie.