Not Enough Spoons

Trace the moment back to where it all began,

before hope washed away like waves with the sand.

As it slips through my grasp,

I know you can’t help but laugh, as you smirk at the past-

And know you’ve made a fool out of me.

 

As I lay on the floor, my heart on the table,

These words cut me open I hope that I’m able-

To manage something smooth-

To tell you the truth, about these things you do.

With the way that you love me you’re making a fool out of me.

 

I can hold my life in a spoon, it’s what I’ve had to do-

To get through the day, or pretend to be okay.

But I don’t have enough, no I don’t have enough,

To waste another moment on you.