aren't I supposed to look pretty when I cry?
puffy cheeks and runny nose
I know beauty is pain but I can't see it anyway
who am I to say what you're supposed to look like?
'I don't know, but I want your opinion'
I have an opinion, I just don't like it
Or maybe I don't like you, I don't know
I tend to forget if you're really a monster or if I made you up
All the broken circuits in my head switching lenses for me
Constantly sparking but form no flame
I cannot keep living in this silenced shame
Either I change me or you're to blame
Everyone's too loud and I cannot speak
Thank you for texting me first
But when I reply why do you disappear?
I'll shatter my phone into pieces, I swear.
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idk, this is kind of bad with no set meaning and I wrote it in a sad chaotic frenzy lol so
YOU ARE READING
Venting In Verses
PoetryI vent here through my own poetry. The first few pieces aren't that good but I'm keeping them up to track my progress. So... enjoy, I suppose!
