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SchlitzSchlitz Posts: 141
edited February 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Here I go again
Sleepless and forgotten
I can’t figure shit out
I hold my swollen cheeks

I have scabs inside of them
From biting to hold in what I shouldn’t say
Yet I manage not to keep them contained
I am a fool

They tell me I’m sweet
My guidance says you have everything
Tells me I can snap my fingers
He doesn’t really know me

Why can’t they see I’m not that?
Look in my damn eyes fools
Not my face
What the fuck is your problem?

My eyes, I know, are the color of kelly green
I know I look like I’m really blonde
Don’t judge that
Judge me

See me for who I am
Put your fake away
Be you so I can be me
I won’t compete

If you can’t do that I understand
I can’t either
Now leave me alone
i have to remain at top sassiness, even though my inner sass is struggling
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