Whatever

umbrellas in the sun,
bikinis in the rain,
meds for your happiness,
and bruises for your pain.

Withheld breaths and graveyards
crossing fingers, telling lies.
Trying to cross the road
after you've shut both your eyes.

The warning on the cigarette packet,
are promises you hope.
Ad hominem straw men,
"it's a very slippery slope."

Girls with angry faces,
heart clenched like a fist,
the best feeling in the world
is not wanting to exist.

Perfectly poised gentlemen,
calling women bitches.
I for one, do not care
as long as they like my pictures.

It doesn't matter if you're thin
if you can't let go of your thickness
and yes the world will keep on turning
even if you get motion sickness.