i'm as good as i can be,
wishing this smile could be brighter.
i'll bow down at your feet,
wishing my soul was more of a fighter.
for nothing will ever change,
no matter how hard i hate who i've become
and still, i offer you more,
giving up the finality of my soul's freedom.
and i am just me,
there's really nothing much left.
smiling as hard as i can,
to your insults, these ears have gone deaf.
i'm as good as i can be,
wishing i could make this fake smile real.
i'll bow down to your feet,
of my fading life, this soul you may steal.
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Words to My Demons | Poetry ✔️
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