march ² [poetry]

xxxii. a peak through the opaque curtain

skinny - billie eilish
“when i step off the stage, i'm a bird in a cage.”

society falls in love and forgets about it in a second

if i'm the perfect picture smile and a bleach blonde island

but turn around and show everyone that i'm nothing like that

i'm either flawless or ignored

summer snaps away when you realise how cold you've actually gotten

the good childhood is a dream when you understand that it broke you

and then you're mad at your parents

but the next moment you get that you will break your children too

people don't actually know the right thing, they just pretend

we think, assume, and realise that we're never gonna understand

no one taught you how to do it right

everyone just learns about it all the time

growing up is wasting time, just get over it

turn on the tv to watch the world fight

provide for your family and always fit in

walk up the elevator just to end up in a vortex

when i turn around, i'm not even secure about my own footsteps

maybe what feels off is all that silence

there's fake glitter in their smiles, tricked by what looks like diamonds

turns out people are just not able to treat people with kindness

forget about that innocent child, it has to grow up anyway in the end

but now it blinks away it's anger and cares about herself at last

was that what you wanted or does it not fit your motive again?