I hate love, I really do. Believe me or not I've had enough. I can live without it. Who needs it? Love is just a wild fantasy. For everyone else, not me. I won't die for it. I don't live for it. So who needs it? Not I. It only makes me cry. To know I will never feel. Like anything but a banana peel. So why am I crying? And what's left of my heart dying? Because I've given up on stupid love that's why! It's not my cup of tea
I tell you it aint for me. So I'll sit around and grow old. Because I was never told. How beautiful love can be. And maybe, just maybe it is even for me.
Copyright By Pamela Hammersley 1985
What's in a Tomorrow Anyway?
I want out. I want to shout. I hate this place. I hate my ugly fat face. I aint worth doggie doo. At least not to you. I'm going to forget our stupid relationship. Good or bad, over it I'll skip. I'm sick of men. Love'em and leave'em, what then? Only tears and sorrow. And nothing to look forward to in a tomorrow. Love never lasts. I've seen it come and go too fast. Over you I'll try to get. The lonely tomorrow, God help me forget.
Copyright By Pamela Hammersley 1985
Too Late For Love
You say you don't love her. But how can I be sure? For I am not you. And I control not what you think or do. If it's her you love and not me. Then to her you must go and from me you must flee. I will always love you, though I may find another. I will always remember you as my first true lover. But don't come back to me, for the pain is too great. I am sorry you realized you loved me too late.
Copyright By Pamela Hammersley 1985
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