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Freudian Field Day

A mental mind freak,
Or just your every day,
Run of the mill nut bar,
If you prefer.
Eloquently presented,
But not really.
Unless bat crap crazy
Dressed up as a pretty girl,
Is your cup of tea.
Making friends with the blade too much,
Making enemies with food even more.
Puff puff,
And there’s a pretty little smoke ring
From one of many chain smoked cigarettes.
Crazy you say?
Nope, most certainly not.
I’m just a bloody field day
For every one of those Freud wannabes.

Copyright © Chantel Gratton | Year Posted 2011



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My Mask of Lies

I know how you see me...
You may think I'm an idiot,
But you're not as subtle as I once
Gave you credit for.

You will never see me more than
That girl...
You will never see more than
What has been put right in front of you.

I am more than what
He has painted me as.
I am more than your best friend's
'Once upon a time girlfriend'...
If you haven't noticed.

You never are going to see more
Than what's right in front of you...
Or you would have seen it was never
Just...

I'm not that kind of girl,
I only say I am so...
Guys like you and him don't know
I gave you more than just my body.

I wish you saw me for who
I really am
And not who he has painted me as...
Not what you just wanted to assume.

Cos I know,
All these words...
Fall upon deaf ears,
Though you'll never really know...

Never hear me say them from the lips,
You once kissed like I was a girl
Who meant something.

Copyright © Chantel Gratton | Year Posted 2011

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This Is the Reason Why We'Re the Dynamic Duo

A breath of fresh air, 
On the darkest of days. 
My better half, 
When I’m not strong, 
To be good enough. 
My sanity, 
My silver lining. 
The person to fill me 
With cheesy clichés, 
And a stupid grin. 
Life’s not easy and 
Not even close to being fair, 
But having that crazy redhead 
As my very best friend… 
Well, let’s just say 
I’ll have smiles to 
Last an entire lifetime

Copyright © Chantel Gratton | Year Posted 2011

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Daddy, Daddy

Daddy just try and pretend you care,
Daddy, where are you? I need you, I'm scared.
Daddy, please save me from these demons inside
The ones that are destroying me and eating me alive.
Daddy, do you love me? I can't see it in your eyes.
Daddy, I need you when all I want is to die.
Daddy, all I want is for you to hug me and say it's okay,
Daddy I know that's something you'll never say,
because Daddy, I'm not perfect but all I can do
Is try not to be a failure, just good enough for you.

Copyright © Chantel Gratton | Year Posted 2011

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You and Me

Falling asleep to late night messages,
Just couldn't fall asleep without 
One last sweet text.
You lit my life on fire and slowly,
Surely, it made its way to my heart.
Your warm, safe embrace was always 
There when I wanted to cry, those
Sweet messages I’d never expect,
Always there when I needed to smile.
That exhilarating moment, the
Sweet, hungry kisses and the
Tender touches that melted my heart.
Staggered breaths and skin against skin
The one truth I knew was that this
Was right. Love makes no sense, but
When I’m in your arms, the world fades away.
No tears, no pain, no fear,
Just us.
I hold your memory close to my 
Heart until it’s just you and me again.

Copyright © Chantel Gratton | Year Posted 2011



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Wishing On a Shooting Star

Maybe I miss it all,
Like I’ve lost something
That’s never gone away.
Maybe it’s just me, still
Wishing on shooting stars
And birthday candles.
Maybe all I’ll have now
Is the lightness left behind;
My heart left in the past
With the better days and
Sad goodbyes.
Maybe the day will come
Where I have all the answers
And never any questions.
Or maybe I’ll die trying;
Trying to find the glimmer
Of happiness I lost somewhere
In the darkness.

Copyright © Chantel Gratton | Year Posted 2011

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Everything You Say Are Lies

I never thought it was
Asking too much. Asking 
For you to care. Was I so
Much of a chore for you? Did
Being my friend lose it’s appeal
So you toss me aside like an
Old ragdoll? Was that all it
Was for you? Did I mean so 
Little that when it came time
To be real, you bail? Guess
“I don’t know what I’d
Ever do if I lost you” are 
Just a bunch of meaningless,
Pretty words.

Copyright © Chantel Gratton | Year Posted 2011

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All You Get From Love Is Pain

I don’t know what you’re hoping
To achieve when you look at me
And see I’m not the same as you
Used to believe. To point out
Flaws I already knew,
And somehow I’m just not good enough
For you. Your black and white is
My grey and you just don’t
Hear it, you don’t listen to what 
I’m trying to say. I won’t sit 
And apologize for what the is
Or who I am but for God sakes you can’t sit
There and tell me you care
And that you give a damn.
I know that
For you, I’ll never be enough
And even,still, after pain and agony,
You have to go and make things
So much more bloody tough.
Well here’s a eff you for the
Untrue stares of acceptance and
Love, cos to be completely 
Honest, I don’t bloody well care.

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The Impossible Questions and the Best Whos

There are moments in life, 
Those defining crystal clear 
Epiphanies that open your eyes. 
There will always be the 
Whys and what ifs 
But there will always be 
The whos who got you through it all. 
Endless smiles, 
Suffocating hugs and the 
Occasional shoulder to cry on. 
Darkness can drown you in its pain, 
But joy, 
Well that’s what holds you up, 
Keeps you treading the dark waters. 
Yes, even if you can’t swim. 
The whys, the hows, 
Those damn what ifs are 
Things that are answerless questions, 
But the whos will always, 
Unquestionably remain 
Close to your heart.

Copyright © Chantel Gratton | Year Posted 2011

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Hidden

Tell me what you see
When you think of me.
Frail and fragile,
Or fearless and fighting.
I’m not a force
To be reckoned with
But just a feeble attempt at 
Functionality and survival.
Just a girl with every intention
In the world to make sense
But just painfully misunderstood
And misused.
Just a sweet girl whose heart
Has been abused one too many times.
Do you see me at all?
Do you see what I want you to see
Or do you really see me?

Copyright © Chantel Gratton | Year Posted 2011

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