If you can't love me
Leave me
If you can't support me
Don't control me
If you can't accept me
Don't lead me to believe you do then stab me in the back for the person I show to you in full, naked confidence
I exposed myself
But I've hid my "self"
Like a cake I show you my layers
But don't let you taste the flavors
I didn't know that once I was out in the open
You would turn and leave me in the dark
You say that you're just helping me make the right decisions
When your "right decisions" are just a sweet way of changing me
When my right decisions are just me being open
When my right decisions just don't meet your limitations
You say you love me and support me
When you can't accept me
When you can't allow me to grow
When you put me down
I CANT STAND LIVING THIS WAY
I TRIED
IM TIRED
IM MISERABLE
I WANT TO GET AWAY
I tell myself it'll only be a little while longer
You only have to hold on to hope
You can leave soon
WHEN IS SOON???
When can I escape the negativity?
I've tried hiding
I've tried fighting
I've tried blocking
I've tried forgetting
I've tried loving
I've tried being
You should just pretend right?
Only think positive thoughts right?
but how do you find the stars
when it's daylight
and you're trapped in a small room
no windows
no doors
I want control in my life
But how do I do that
When I'm trapped inside a lifeless wooden body
With strings that hold me up
With hands that like to dictate my ever move
With a crowd amused at my act
With a curtain that refuses to close
With music that refuses to stop
With a background that continues to move
With a ground that I dream to touch
With air I dream to breathe
When does life start
When do I become a real girl
When?
I'm so tired I'm so tired I'm so tired I'm so tired I'm so tired
I have love
I have me
I thought that's all I needed
That everything would become more colorful
That I would gain control
But it just means that I'll fight harder for my freedom
I need to leave
I want to live
I need control
I want my happiness
If you can't love me
Leave me
If you can't let me go
Hand me the scissors
But don't treat me like a pitiful toy
Because I'm not pitiful
And I'm done being your toy
I'm done with this bulls*it
I'm out
Peace bi*ch
YOU ARE READING
my heart...
PoetryDo you like anyone? Are you like me? Am I alone? Or do I just have my own sea to swim in...? *btw these are all original by me. So no using my work please (unless I give you permission).
