Be My Ironman!
I am crushed in like a paper
And what could a squashed, crumbled thing do,
Filled full of untidy creases and folds?
Sometimes I think life's just ended,
Oh no it didnot! Im still here...
But would anybody miss me??
No never, ever, im sure
Im just searching for the day
When one could mend me right
Where I could find a good steam,
Or should I wait longer?!
Please dont hurt me anymore
Everytime you do , i think its one last time,
And yet I realise how fool I am
Forgiving forever and ever since.
No, I love my soul soo much,
I cant let it happen anymore
I want myself be healed
With a warm big Iron , oh I do
Smoothening my wounds
Caring for my feelings
Listening to every joke I make
And Embracing me As What I Am!
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