My life

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I have this life I've thrown around
I feel it's nearly spent
When things whisper from underground
That I haven't payed my rent
It costs a lot to live up here
Even if it drives you insane
Where Mickey Mouse had a paper house
And he keeps goofy in a cage
Where little red
Is all but dead
From cutting her little wrists
She never made it to grannies house
Can't scratch that off her list.
Ariel never sings
For the oceans are slowly dying. Cinderella can't dance anymore she's got an infant crying.
His father done ran away, never got sick of lying.

The kids these days don't break their arms
They brake their souls instead
Drowning them in gasoline
Weed and meth dance in their heads
They're parents don't seem to give a shit
What goes on in their beds
My words used to make me smile
And dream of what they could be
But now the rip and scratch and snarl
Pulling out my seams
My friends are all from lazy town
They're insides made of melted frowns
And when I feel I'm feeling down
All that helps me smile
Is sleep.

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