Graveyard of Reveries

coming of age

You were a micro being the universe favored.

The only time I saw you cried,

Was when you fell off your bike,

Hand in hand you hopped along with your peers,

Telling believable make-up stories that swayed the fields,

Raised your hand to display your wit,

But then came the age,

Suddenly, nothing could fit.

You were once a beloved jester,

You were once an honorary scholar,

You once fit into a tiny-waisted tee,

And wore the biggest heart in your sleeves.

Then it goes downhill at thirteen.



Now a mirror is a monster,

Once peaked at the center.

A ballerina that sprained her ankle,

Youth rotten with wrinkles.

Masquerade of smiles,

Mind a burning pile,

Pour my heart until there's nothing

Too old to ever be something.

Too young to have a latte with Death,

But who could've ever guessed?

That I'd share a bed,

With things left unsaid?

My hair sprawled over my pillow,

All hail the unsung hero.

I gaze across the big silver house

And see the girl dancing about.

Flipping her hair and kissing her boy,

I roll over with my hypothetical joy.

My mother's arms around me,

My daddy home early.

Pictures of the starlet

That failed to launch her rocket

Diamond tears

Now a lonely dear

Forgotten angelic tones

Her soul her greatest foe.

A god, a narcissist

A teardrop, to shake that rift.

Rake my nails into the dirt

Crawl through to make it first

How many lessons do I have to learn

To cleanse the curse

For all i know is

That I'm bloated

No propaganda's working

That I can stand up and get playing

My magazine lies, everything is a lie

Nothing can purge this deep inside

I'm a girl, just a girl, never her

Never better, sometimes worse

My posters on the wall have seen enough

Fatigued from being so-called tough

Slave to the reign

Of the plague by my brain

Nothing is what it seems

A beauty queen with broken dreams

Not too loud, but enough to scream

I scream and I scream and I scream and I-

I guess the universe plays with favorites.