Have I been losing it?
Have I been losing my sanity?
Has it deteriorated completely?
Replaced by this vanity
If you make your skin pretty
They don't need to go further with words
It'll be enough to satisfy them
But yes it pains and it hurts
When they don't look for depth
Within your face or your eyes
Instead they look at their colour
Or the gap between your thighs
They don't see that there's a gap
Where my hurt heart should be
Because I'm hiding it from them
And I'm hiding it from me
Both the 'them' and the 'me'
Are monsters in a sense
But I'm sick of these games
And I'm sick of pretence
Hide and seek and then tag
Those games should be fun
But when there's nowhere to hide
And there's nowhere to run
You can't hide from yourself
Or run from what's within
So instead you just give up
Or rather, 'give in'
To the creature that's inside
Fed by lies that they all bake
My death won't be a sin
When my life was a mistake.
Quote is from the song 'Sippy Cup' by Melanie Martinez
ESTÁS LEYENDO
I Think We're Doomed
PoetryA bunch of poems I wrote. Pictures include quotes from the songs I listen to and some of my drawings. Cut off my wing and come lock me up Just pull the plank yeah I've had enough Tear me to pieces, sell me for parts You're all vampires so here You...
