124: Atishoo

Atishoo, atishoo
You caught a cold
Slowed down with a frown
You were not bold.

Get over the guilt
You’re in a mess
Be rid of it now
And just confess.

Don’t want to say it
But say it you must
If you don’t move on
You’re gonna combust.

I hate you, I hate you
That’s the way I feel
I shouldn’t say that
It shouldn’t be real

But life is a battle
If we can’t admit
To the thoughts in our head
That seem so unfit.

If we can’t let them out
We squash them instead
And end up with a cold
Inside our head.

Atishoo, atishoo
Words won’t come out
Just mini explosions
That shake you about.

It’s okay to be upset
With your family
Doesn’t mean you don’t love 'em
When you don’t feel happy.

Don’t pretend to yourself
That your feelings aren’t true
Don’t load yourself up
With guilt anew.

You’ll make yourself sick
If you can’t admit
That sometimes your family
Just get on your wick!

Lady Satellite