Today I have dressed myself
Mama, we all go to hell,
Sucker love is heaven sent
Shine the headlight, straight into my eyes
I only ask God not to be indifferent to pain.
[This was tricky because the first song is swedish, and it’s I dag har jeg klædt mig and the last song is spanish, and it’s Solo le pido a Dios que el dolor no me sea indiferente. I suggest you all to listen to these two, they are simply marvelous.]
A long time ago, light years away, I had to go and you had to stay
You love the song but not the singer, got me wrapped around your finger
I think I’m drowning, asphyxiated, I wanna break the spell you’ve created
I’m a new soul, came to this strange world hoping I could learn how to give and take
One thing, I don’t know why, it doesn’t even matter how hard you try.
Every poem is sadder than the other
New York, I love you, but you’re bringing me down
If I could tear you off the ceiling and guarantee a source divine
I’m about to lose my mind, you’ve been gone for so long.
I will battle for the sun, and I won’t stop until I’m done,
I always watch you when you’re dreaming, because I know it’s not of me.
What a sad poem
it gets funnier every time.
I care about the problems of men. I care that the patriarchy tells men that they have to be stoic beasts incapable of emotion. I care that the patriarchy tells men that they are lust-filled monsters incapable of controlling their own libidos. I care that the patriarchy tells men that they cannot be raped or assaulted because the patriarchy believes women are too weak and inferior to be dangerous.
Feminists did not do this to you, other men did.