The Boy Who Really Needs - Poetry
PRETTY AND PERFECT

Cold society of greed
ritual murder of our future
great frustration that I feel
Everybody dies
Everybody's so pretty and perfect
Everybody dies tonight

Candy breath on my back
sins of the fathers
faults of the sons
blame spread among us

Violated violates
kids become adults
anger becomes hate
our future is buried
Everybody's so well-adjusted
but everybody dies tonight
leaving pretty corpses
ALANIS REWRITTEN

That I would fail
even when I try real hard

That I won't be loved
for who I really am

That I wil be lonely
even when I'm not alone

That I would not speak
even if I had something to say

That I would go to hell
even if I had been good

That I would be dead
even when I'm still alive
INSIDE ME

Let me show you a place deep inside
a place under flesh and bone

Listen to the rythmic beating
and the echo of pulsating blood

It's my heart
a vital organ
I have no spare parts
so please don't break it...

They explain to us how the body works
but no one ever told me
why you make my heart beat faster

Why hide my insides
when my outsides are worse?
Why try?

Cut my arms and legs off
just leave my heart be
the memories of you
all inside me
PRAY

A bullet for every thought
a bullet for every day
a bullet for every look in my direction

I crave the pain you bring
offering my soul
singing silent prayers
to the cross upside down

I hate and I sin
again and again
but life goes on
The Boy Who Really Needs - Poetry
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