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You like make-believe and butterflies? No.
You don't want to believe in what you know. Pretend we're happy so long as a smile, Though, it feels like I've died for a while. You don't care, you won't care. I know that true. Because I know I mean noting to you. You can pretend, I know that you will Keep going to see how long it takes to heal.
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It was clear now that you didn't love me.
In love you can't be as mean as you'd be. You demanded all of me without words, And expected me to know what you'd need. If I was wrong, or forgot you'd leave me Empty so I'd run to meet your decree. You'd know exactly how to make me beg To give you one of my arms and a leg. Sip me, drink me dry. Take all of my heart And leave me to die. Just tear me apart. It's not like you were one to be polite. I'll know you'll get what you want anyway. You wanted all of me and gave nothing. I'm not your queen, but you're my tyrant King. Keep me tied up and lonely, on a string.
No real love, no happiness. Just fake Empty gestures for me to cling on to, Handing out enough to keep me coming. I often wonder why I stay around. You don't ask me to stay. You don't care if I go. You wouldn't see if I fell off a cliff I think that here there no love I found. I like to think so. I hope and I pray. But I deceive myself in my own words. I could go have a meeting with the birds, I might go tell them that I'm not okay. But you want me to play and keep smiling. You like games, and I'm good at pretending. You left me to feel abandoned alone.
But why care for the girl you say you love. As if in your heart I was nothing of. That's how it felt when you spoke in that tone. You smiled and said " it doesn't matter," You might as well have said I don't either. This woman, whose rug you pulled from beneath her Eyes closed, I hit the floor with a splatter Dare not look, dare not see, my pain building, The ache was piling up inside of me. But if I looked more painful it would be. I laid blindfully, eyes closed and stinging. My head hung low. I looked as though I died. My eyes hurt. Swollen with tears I have cried. I had high hopes for you. Maybe too high.
I don't expect a prince. I don't want one. But to hold my heart like the moon and sun. Don't praise, but cherish my loving supply. To make me feel wanted, that's all I'll need. But you seem so thoughtless. At least of me. Don't you ever wonder what we could be If you just took the time to plant a seed? I really don't think I'm asking too much. Are you scared? Are you hiding? Open up! Need me! I have enough to fill your cup. If all it is you need is just my touch. I beg that you spare me some attention. Even pretend that I hold your affections... Two seasons have passed and snow packs the ground.
We met at a party with people around. I'll admit I was scared to you. But you made it easy, so then I knew. You made me feel pretty and important Your soul, your heart, your love was absorbent. Days rolled by. Weeks and months before my eyes. And all of that time, filled with happy sighs. I didn't wish for you, but you still came Just to grant me something by a new name. You were something I never knew I'd need All of my expectations, you'd exceed. I was being carried in a basket. You don't know how much I wished it lasted. All I have ever known has gone to rot.
Burning; Set ablaze by one I trusted. Stabbed in the back by a needle rusted. Continue in my life, that I cannot. Someone might call me pathetic and weak And that I just need to deal with the ache. That I just need to "learn from my mistake," Like I chose to be victim of a freak! I would have given him everything. Anything I had. Had he only asked. He would have never had to be unmasked But my angel willing clipped his wing. I know, to hurt me was his only goal. But still my heart dies with the love he stole. With my whole heart, I gave him my vast love,
In my home, I gave him warmth and safety. But his unseen intentions were crafty, For in his heart, true love was in void of. He had plots that I would not dare to think. He wanted to see me at my limit and was not coy, but very explicit. Things he tried just to push me to my brink. He spited me and my wish to abstain. In my body, he made angry and crude, Then he whispers his unmeant gratitude. Yet, I knew I will never love again. For in that one night I lost all of me. From then on, my soul was lost in black sea. Cold Lunches
I eat them everyday Not in the same way You think it to be Not in the cold or breeze But sitting happily Cold Lunches I pack so neatly So that I can munch greedily Loudly and proudly In the middle of my classes Hiding behind my sunglasses Cold Lunches Oh, how delicious One might think fictitious How much I enjoy All this good food It's almost rude Cold Lunches I would never trade My joy may never fade They surely make my day This food I munch My favorite, cold lunch To Him
I am a delicate little bird Not to be pushed Or I might fall Carefully protected by his guard To Him I am as fragile as thin glass Not to be dropped Or I might shattered Safely carried in his embrace To Him I am as sensitive as creaky wood Not to be jumped on Or I might splinter Polished by him regularly To Him I am a gentle warm breeze Not to be ignored Or one might miss it Laying in my comfort To Him I am a soft blanket Not to be tugged Or I might rip Shared only with him But to Me He is the delicate little bird. Fighting against the winds of a stereotype To be a man, To protect at night, To provide at day. But I can see through His chirpings of fake laughs. His songs of forged reassurance. Oh, delicate little bird. I will sing for you. I will house you within my nest. I will swaddle you in my warmth. Oh, delicate little bird. I will protect you. |
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