Where are my glasses?
My rose colored glasses?
White Yellow & Soft Blues.
I looked out.
Who had I been with? Not you.
Hostile and disgusting.
Reminding me just how undeserving.
Changed my tone to B flat.
Just to find out you can't rap.
Changed my tone to B flat.
It does matter where you work at.
I think I finally see it now.
delusions destroyed.
I was no more than a plough; wow.
the ugly truth.
matching your personality.
Weeds rooted deep within your core.
you whore.
Weeds rooted deep within your core.
shrill notes at the stage door.
Hard to notice the garden only grew sinisterly.
sometimes I knew that song.
was never about me.
A decaying dark sludge.
couldn't be concealed
Your soul anything but beautiful.
who knew I was this delusional.
Your soul anything but beautiful.
who knew I was this usable.
White Yellow & Soft Blues.
I surveyed the yard.
why do you abuse.
Your rotting mindset.
and elementary rhymes.
Have poisoned everything you touch.
no wonder your life sucks.
Have poisoned everything you touch.
embarrassing much?
Yellow dandelion.
I hope you're cryin.
Uncomfortable in your skin?
I would too.
I would too.
Blue dovesfoot germanium.
Get it through your cranium.
Need valium?
I would too.
I would too.
Dingy white concrete pathways.
It shocks me to hear your ego's still ablaze.
Anything to soothe the pain?
I would too.
I would too.
Your bouquet compares to your chord
so bored.
A record that requires pest control
and you're not even on payroll.
I took pride in my work.
just to find out I was watering weeds.
I'll pass on the illusive perks.
embarrassment suffocating my memories.
devastation at my crumbling fantasy.
swallowed whole and spit back out.
keep begging for handouts.
swallowed whole and spit back out.
fucking college drop out.
The shame I had caring for
undergrowth.
Will never compare to your lack of rhythm
"end quoth".
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Your Fabricated Beauty
Poetryremoving the idealized lens of a past relationship sometimes it's easy to get consumed with their words and not their actions. and even worse, creating your own realities about a person that simply doesn't exist. Coming to full terms with who they w...
