every line break space is a new thought..or whateva.
They say the universe trembled
and the mold was broken
and the seas were parted
the day you were born
but look at you now..
headed for greatness
destined to failure
masking your unpleasantries
to bring out the best in me?
the tides have turned i see
and how ungrateful i am
beauty to me..among other things.. is real talent
beautiful is a poetic mind
i'd like to develop mine
you spoke with such confidence that day
such a clear unwaivering message
that i almost believed ..
every word you said
but i say fuck everything you say
you used to be so strong to me
don't shake your mother fucking head at me
just what the fuck is it exactly you'd like me to be?
i tried, i tried my hardest to beat batter and bruise
every. single. image. out of my head
to reveal a perfect image..
and all that was left
was YOU.
shedding your innocence is revealing true ignorance
we are easily pliable disgusting creatures
we take what we see as grotesque
until something tells us it's OK
and slowly let it eat us away
until it becomes tolerable
then all of a sudden it's acceptable
then it's unescapable
...but you're unattainable?
