Petrichor

That's me.

I keep on asking myself
How did I get here?
Was it even supposed to be like this?
Making my way through, turns and twists?
Was this quite worth it?
The place I've lead myself to,
The hopes I built, the promises I broke
The smiles that I cried through, and on the words that I choked?
Was it planned all along?
Call it fate, destiny, whatever
Or it could've been just my cursed soul
Tramping on hearts and digging holes?
I never wanted it this way.
But again, nobody does.
"Love's all you need," they say.
I laugh and show them my life gone astray.
Would it have killed to trust myself?
That I actually am nice, and not what I try to hide?
'Cause it hurts the most when the mask's down,
And nobody else's, my very own.
The pretty face is a mirage,
Luring hungry travelers in.
The demons of that so called heart,
Bursting forth to claw them apart.
Emotions are the devils,
And love's the hell.
They clamp themselves on your mind
Eat you slowly, from the inside.
They're dangerous,
More so, with me.
I'll let you get in and enjoy,
Use, and discard like a toy.
Expectations are ample.
"Forever" uttered a million times.
Nurture and let them grow,
But, baby, they're fake, we both know.
I try to stop myself,
Sometimes, I really do.
But, the taste of your tears make me go insane,
killing you slowly, drinking in your pain.
I'll always be the wrong girl,
But present myself as the perfect one.
Bend your mind to think I'm the one to keep,
Because, baby, I'll be the one to leave.