Blood which pulses through thy vains
An uncertainty of hope falling..
Failure of descending obscurity
Failure of realization
Putrid discrace a waste of vital space
Twisting and turning my head a broken neck
Hate and life spill into a sea of disgust
Forgetting thou art of truth to beleif
Mirrors stand a thought today
Im ugly
Im a sly little maggot
A maggot which waits to turn to a fly?
Then only to fly where I choose to be
No matter of opinion
Drowning in a pool of society's judgmemt
Walking head hung low
Starring and counting stars to be
Flowers grow only to bloom
Too pollinate
Too grow again and again
A sweet truth found in bitter life
Then all those things you forget return
Analyze and interpet
Anslize and interpet
We're all beautiful in one way or another
