Spoiled Seth O'Sensitive

Woe is you for everything they put you through.
Everyone else is so selfish.
Ofcourse, you'd know that's not the truth,
If you looked in the pudding for the proof,
but you won't eat it, because you're so 'selfless'.

Hey spoiled,
Hey oversensitive,
Hey high-maintenance
I'm running out of patience.

Woe is you for everything they put you through,
When all you've ever done is love them unconditionally.
But if you looked real hard you'd see,
That the people you love for free are walking mirrors,
and you're inlove with your reflection.

Hey spoiled,
Hey oversensitive,
Hey high-maintenance ,
I'm running out of patience.

Hey conceited,
Hello narcissistic,
Won't you spare me a thought?

Are you oblivious to what everyone see's is obvious?
Yes, I think you are. Yes, I know you are.
And you're so self-absorbed but you'd be nothing without us.
Yeah, you know its true. Isn't it lonely being you ?

The proof is in the pudding but you're never gonna eat,
and There are cracks all through the mirrors but you refuse to see,
That if you keep on living like this, everyone will leave you,
standing in your spoiled disbelief.

Because you need to give in order to receive...

Ooh It's got to be so lonely being you.

By Joseph Youssef
September 2010

Fickle Fiona Flakerson

Oh, Sweetheart, make a decision,
because I only have so much dignity I can waste,
I'm desperate for an answer,
And right now, any one will do.

I've been waiting quite some time for you,
Do you enjoy seeing what you put me through?

Dear oh dear, what have we here?
You can't seem to make up your mind.
Dear oh dear, it's oh so clear;
You're the fickle, flaky kind.

Baby I'm all out of patience,
And baby, I'm all out of assumptions,
So, Please just tell me straight,
'Cause I don't think I can wait with this weight on my mind.

I've been waiting quite some time for you.
Do you enjoy seeing what you put me through?

Dear oh dear, what have we here?
You can't seem to make up your mind.
Dear oh dear, it's oh so clear;
You're the fickle, flaky kind.

Oh,I'm doing just fine.
Yeah, I'm doing just fine.
But I'd be better with you.

Dear oh dear, what have we here?
You can't seem to make up your mind.
Dear oh dear, it's oh so clear;
You're the fickle, flaky kind.

Dear Oh Dear, what have we here
I'm starting to lose my pride - because
Dear oh Dear, it's oh so clear;
You're the fickle flaky kind.

Sweetheart, make a decision,
I only have so much dignity I can waste,
I'm desperate for an answer,
And right now, any one will do..

By Joseph Youssef 2009

The Lonely, The Restless And I.

The last thing I need is quiet.
What I need is endless distraction,
or a little resolution,
Though, I hear thats hard to find.

Deep breaths may slow the process,
But nothing stops the progress.
Because, If you stop, you're broken,
and once you're broken you can't be fixed.

Am I wasting time, or being productive ?
Is this Love, or is it Nostalgia?
All I know is:
Restlessness and Loneliness go hand in hand.

Life is too short,
But right now, it's so long.
So, find someone to hold,
and close your eyes until it's done.

Because, A problem shared is a problem halved,
You can split your issues and double the company.
When you're not alone,
you're always being productive.

What about me ?

Am I wasting time, or being productive ?
Is this Love, or is it Nostalgia?
All I know is:
Restlessness and Loneliness go hand in hand.

If everything were kept secret,
There'd be no secrets to tell.
But noone wants to be that lonely,
Or so it would seem.

And then there's me.

I'm wasting time instead of being productive.
This once was love, but now it's nostalgia.
And the irony is:
Restlessness and Loneliness go hand in hand...

...And then there's me.

By Joseph Youssef
July 2010