You know it’s a bad thing. But, You like the notereity and perks. And, You will do or say anything to save your position.
Tag: self-loathing
Pain.
What would possess you to want to hurt me?
Man’s Own Box
Appearances are everything
Along with that
despite one’s name
shaven better than beard
endowed rather than not
Cold is like hot-headed
Shy is worthless
while quiet means nothing
to live without doing
Who wants that recipe?
Mankind wears a button
of those they know and love
and hate
Still, they are in the know
Trying
Doing
Lest one tries to produce
Failure is a label
worn after grief
Alas, appearances are everything
when we remind ourselves
that we are so worthy
You took my breath away
Secrets you kept from me
Covered words all I could see
Polished smile
All the while
My mind was in denial
A hurtful touch
Laughed and hid so much
The mirror became my best friend
And showed me the beginning to the end
As the cracks began to mend
Always knew the right things to say
Always knew there’d be a better day
Always tried to dance right through the pain
Even after all the fire and the rain
Always knew how to pray
Like my mom did as she would lay
Gave you my life on a silver tray
But you just took my breath away
How could I bargain for this
All for a ring and a lonely kiss
Oh the life that I do miss
If only I could have one wish
I would know how to take my time
Stop, feel and listen
And not be so blind
Know just what I need
At the risk of my heart to bleed
Even the main people tell lies
And turn away with tears in their eyes
Pain never sees the light of day
When someone takes their breath away
I know why the Fat Lady sings
I know why
The Fat Lady sings
Not because of the tear in her eye
Nor for whom the bell toll rings
She has seen the beginning of an end
And waved goodbye to an all too
needy friend
She now blows kisses
in the wind
to the worst who misses
how they sinned
Shedding space and time
in the mirror
Defying all reason and rhyme
Accepting love more nearer and clearer
Though the mind may never again be
what the eyes did see
There is so much clarity
for a well-prisoned reality
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