Vicious Cycle

You aimed for it
A thousand times
And always bloody miss.
You tell your hopeful self
It’s fine, it’s fine
Tomorrow’s another shot at it.

Whoever thought it easy
Could only be delusional.
This diet goal is crazy,
A dream that fades away –
The kind of new beginning
That just restarts each day.

Alternative Reality

It's the kind of world
Where you can be bold
To call the shots
Or drop the ball
Without a care
For repercussions.

It’s the state of being
Where you can be whole
To reign in the hurt
Or not feel the hate
Like your heart
Is not at breaking point.

It’s the form of escape
Where you can be free
To live without worry
And love truly and fully
As if life is not
Your current reality.