Vent the bullshit
I watched them change
Into blood hungry savages
It happened right before my eyes
Tearing each other up just for one to survive
They all died
Self destructed life
Everyone who proclaimed truths lied
They all lied
Hopes of a better life
Bullshit
They fuck with you from the inside
Burn you on the out
All the way until you die
There is no beauty in life
Only false luxury
An I don’t need anyone’s pity
I have enough
I feel..
I have strange feelings
I feel tears coming to my eyes
I feel love but i cant decide
I feel hate surging through my life
I feel strong feelings living inside
In recent times they could hide
Now
They’re burning to rise
Your lost belongings are in the Lost and Found
An itch
A rip
A slip
she trips
An it completely rips
Right off
Into little bits
Hopeless and empty
Now that It left her
Shes lost all her beauty
Her Real beauty
.
.
Shes buried
With a dirty shell
buried deep
With his heat
Now she wants it all
Oh and how they all want her
Fake beauty
Mental coma
I am dead
Only on the off days
Those days
Only on Wednesdays
And thursdays
Almost everyday
I’m done I said goodbye
Strange because i’m physically alive
I breathe
My heart beats
pumping blood through me
I want it to be as if I were asleep
To feel nothing
I want to go
Somewhere
Were its quiet
Goodbye.
This…world?
Mad world
Wild world
Crazed
And
Unbelievable
But we’re here
And we’re alive
Dead..and dying
We believe in things
Fake smiles…..plentiful lies
Truths
Fights
LIFE
*WARNING*—-> She lives and she comes to win<——
I am the winner
I am the champion
I’ve lost too many times
Too many times before
Now I will rise
I will rise to victory
They will try to bring me down
They will try to take away any hint of my success
I will strive
I wont lose…not this time.
I will win
life’s a clock
Tip tipping tip top
I’m almost there to the very top
forward and forward I stop
waiting i’m waiting for a lot
Tip tipping tip top
I’m falling right off the clock
faked a death
When i was younger i was so very small
Its hard to believe i was ever that small
But then again i can recall some odd falls
I can remember that day i scared that lady
She walked almost as graceful as the leaves swayed
I remember I sat backwards in this chair
My head about three inches from the ground
I leaned backwards in the chair staring eyes wide
I waited for the graceful lady to pass
I wanted to know if she cared, if anyone did
surely when she passed she stopped dead in place and stared
My eyes wide open as i pretended to be dead
After a while of staring at her panicked face i blinked
I told her i was fine she told me i scared her
Then she smiled a nervous smile and walked away
It gave me sheer pleasure knowing that this stranger cared
…
Sometimes i dont know who i am
Well 89% of the time i dont
So i then have to think really hard
Thats when i remember myself
Thats when i remember my purpose
An everyone has a purpose
Even if your just one of those people
That exist just to exist
self impression
who was i trying to impress
I stared into a mirror long ago
We’re all trying to leave a impression
Who was i trying to impress
I was the presenter and the presentation
Selling myself to the eyes of all,but
Who was i trying to impress
Was it the ones that bought me
With kind words and “friendship”
Finding my weakness while feeding;
They fed their selves my happiness
Who was i trying to impression
They’re all trying to impress each other
I stared into a mirror long ago
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I wanted be myself