This is not good
That is better
too much for me to care for
look at me I'll end you
with a mix of loose
copes driving down the loop
reaching the same conclusion as this nuisance
claiming its victim with limp limbs
covering my eyes with lies
so I don't bother you, Mr. Blue Sky
stand by my side so I don't fall to my fight
against my mind
taking what it needs
and loving what I don't
falling for the trap wall
to the right, I fall
cutting down anyone
who may feel tall
I'm not stalling
I'm just talking
walk away
I don't have to pay
for anything as of late
it all comes naturally
never a debate
it's not why I laugh at me
but I don't hesitate
this might be my biggest escape
I'm not bragging
why would I do that
it sounds dishonest
if you don't write the facts
I'm a broken down hag
less than me have bragged
but people eat that up
don't you think
my bad
didn't mean how I'm feeling
did this just become less appealing
don't write what your feeling
you might be thinking
but isn't that why this is so appealing
forget my feelings they're tearing a hole in my ceiling
need some new opinions
on this filthy mess of a self
I call my best
but will I ever find rest
never is a pest
that never seems to best
so I caught you sleeping in your Sunday dress
take a peek at your feet before I lean in to squeeze
your rosy red cheeks
so sweet
can we just be
sit here and weep
love each other with diseases
all around nothing may be found
run from your mights
rush in to take a knife
and stab my side
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