This is by a client. I love it because it really shows you the lower self and how active it is within us.Its more about loving it and accepting it rather than rejecting the part of us we do not want people to see…our shadow self.
Spent all your money in the pub Then dancing naked in the club What a horror, what a shame You’ve only got yourself to blame
Lying there in a sweat
The anniversary you forget You haven’t got the guts to say You didn’t know it was today
You didn’t lose the excess weight Now you’re fat and that’s not great You’ll die alone, infirm and old
But insulated from the cold
Three hundred thousand things to do And you’ve done only one or two Feeling such a lazy bint
No wonder you’re so effing skint
Look at her: it’s not fair
Her life’s as perfect as her hair Four kids, a well paid City job
A banker husband (what a knob)
And as you stress and fret and worry, She does not falter, err or tarry,
Lack of effort, full of grace,
(I’d wipe that smile right off her face).
The green-eyed monster pulls you down: Her radiant glow; your wrinkled frown, The very little you both know
Is Hubbie’s shagging best mate Jo
You’re a light shining bright You’re a beacon in the night Your narky trolls – love them too For they’re a real part of you
A perfect life is an illusion
A perfect soul is a delusion
We all are made of dark and light And that is perfectly alright.