there's a giant on my shoulders,
I swear we were never friends,
he's heavy as a mountain,
shaggy as a bear.
I've never liked this Giant,
we've been foes since we met.
He calls to me at night,
keeping me awake
so even when I lie in bed,
his presence is still felt.
This giant is no good I tell you,
hunkering about.
He lies atop me all my days,
and beats me with regret.
I regret I ever met him, or her or them or it.
I didn't mean to play that game or disappoint
those nameless gods.
I know I'm not the best with my grade point average,
but does he really need to sit up there
and nag me till I sleep?
It only weighs me down.
It doesn't motivate.
I cannot stand his voice no more,
I swear I'm gonna break.
His weight is much to heavy,
he's getting way too fat.
I'm gonna fall right under him,
and fall I will, squash flat.
If you don't heed my warning and evacuate him soon,
I'm going to be a puddle - you clean with mop and broom.
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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world
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