Extra

A Margherita pizza with extra cheese,

Would you eat that or go jeez?

If I had to describe myself as food, 

I'd be the extra on every dish, isn't that good?

I'm always all in or nothing,

Casual is not my thing,

I don't play around,

Or sit around,

My affections are loud,

My actions proud,

I'd move mountains for you,

Or completely back away if I realise none of it was true,

I'm not your prince charming who'd magically appear with your glass shoe,

If you pull a Cinderalla on me, I'd just wonder what I ever did to you,

For pretending to be dead, when you're very much alive,

Every shitty experience only makes me want to thrive,

I'll always continue to never be a ghost,

Closure to all, is a skill that I can brag about and boast,

Even your enemies deserve space in your heart,

I know I've converted most of mine into art,

Farewell dear ghost,

All those memories I've burnt to char and toast,

None of it was real,

And that was always the deal,

I get it now,

I wish I could have seen through it then, somehow.