oh mother. sweet sweet mother
did you ever catch a whiff of the stench of
the carcasses of the dead dreams rotting
in a forgotten, perhaps, unlit corner of my murky mind?
you killed them
even before I could house them in my filthy little head
you're a murderer of dreams
oh mother. dear dear mother
did you ever dare listen
to the melancholy that plays in my heart?
why do you stuff your ears with barbed wires
when my soul screeches out to you?
you were the one that put this record on repeat
now you turn deaf when the skies bleed
oh mother. pretty pretty mother
did you ever try to torch away
the shadows that smudged my face to an obscure blur?
i see the pathetic you when i look in the mirror
my friends all like you better anyway
you made me you
and now that scares you
oh. my my mother
you've watched as an outsider through and through
i wish you'd knocked even once
i'd have let you cut me open
and i understand—I really do
that you were this girl once too
but i'm sorry, i can't stay.
×××××
call me selfish but i'm just too exhausted to be stitching up wounds and wiping away tears that aren't mine. my energy went in climbing upto your expectations from me.
