What if scars were hot?
Don't worry they're not,
What if our screams were a lullaby?
Don't worry other songs will satisfy,
What would happen if my tears drowned my soul?
Forget about me, another smoke you'll role,
What if your heaven was my hell?
The sorrows I love to dwell,
Your love is my hate,
Hell's open gate,
What if you felt as i do?
My best friend Satan, you attempt to woo,
Would you want to live in my head?
Would you be able to make friends with the monsters you so dread?
What if this blood was our paint?
These words I'll never speak, my saint,
What if I gave you my scars for a day?
Could you handle the looks, what people say?
No you would want them to feel bad,
What if you were the child disowned by mom and dad?
What would happen if you were the one to spill the blood?
You'll never know, they'd stop you especially your best bud,
How would you feel if you were losing a friend a day?
That'll never happen they're glued to every word you say,
You will never feel what it's like to be laughed at,
You'll never be the bitch, emo, freak, or brat,
Why you ask?
Because you're the one who wears the mask,
You're the fake,
You're the true snake,
The reason everyone- even you hate me is
Because I'm the real one,
So I guess you've won,
How? Because to you, they'll continue to bow,
At least for now,
You're perfection.
YOU ARE READING
My Poems and Such...
RandomThese are just little things that I've written through the years, some are sad and some are motivational. I don't care if they're grammatically incorrect or not (The person i'm referring to know's who they are). But, they are one hundred percent mi...
