Always the chocolate cake never the sponge!
But what if this chocolate cake wants to be a sponge?
What if she cannot handle the icing thats placed upon her?
She’s so sweet but things soon turn sickly.
You confuse me!
I had it all planned out in my head,
Until you came along and made me think about what you said,
And now I can’t decide.
My decision is split,
And now I’m not entirely sure about where I can fit.
In this world all to familiarly full of pain,
I’m sick of playing this stupid game.
The stakes are too high; I cannot take it any more,
I’m fed up of being called a tease and a whore.
So now can you see?
This just isn’t me!
I am a sponge so everyone …
PLEASE LET ME BE!
