(October 11, 2011)
Curse
I frown
At the insecurities.
The mirror laughs
And you don't believe in me.
But yet, I stop
And smile.
Thinking, just wait, just wait
Even if it will be awhile.
So I walk down to nowhere,
Holding your hand
Skipping, skipping
Across this land.
I've got nothing to say,
But plenty to hide.
It sits there and stares at me,
Whispering "lie, lie, lie."
So I whisper meaningless things,
In my own ears.
I've got here believing
there is no here.
All I do is run,
Run as long as I can,
Get away from the pain
As fast as no man.
Yet the pain doesn't stop.
It stabs, oh so mad
In my head, it goes away
Til a voice whispers "You've been bad"
I frown at the sadness
The fear and pain,
The tears that threaten
But never escape.
I wish for the best
But I get the worst
If someone comes along
They can't stop this curse.
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