Thoughtful Rhymes

Bleach

Words spoken and pushed away,
A persons' silence showing the most love.
The same cycle repeated day after day,
Does God even bother to look from above?

He knows that there's bleach running through her veins,
Lightening her for a smile.
The liquid slowly killing her brain,
Even a hug seen as vile.

Agreeing, not pestering,
For solid grins to show.
It's quite interesting,
To see how much they know.

Thoughts stirring at night,
Thinking what went wrong,
Body still with fright,
Of what would happen if a movement was too strong.

Plains of flowers without petals,
Every person representing one.
Instead of surroundings of trees; there's metals,
The sharp edges fun.

When one can't be oneself unless alone,
It's like a mental slavery.
Your smile is set in stone,
Speaking the prettiest story,

Which is the biggest lie.
"You want to be like that, I can be like that, too."
If you can't see, it's hard to fucking try,
So stop talking like it's new.

I fucking know if you see tears,
You'll become the same and say you feel more and that mine don't count.
I fucking know you look past my fears,
And tell me to search in the fount.

When being human is what they don't want,
You can be a machine and they'll still hate you.
You can't make them happy, even when you flaunt.
It doesn't even count to be true.

Be the wolf in sheeps clothing,
Once free, fuck them all.
They caused this self loathing,
Don't let them make you fall.