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AM
I GOOD?
You want to know: am I good?
You want to say: "please be good"
but if u watch, then u may see
the
unwanted demon
inside of me
I will never follow
I
will not do it for you
I will not be shallow
I wont do what you say to do
because I am me
because I’m
not you
can't you look inside of me
and see the unwanted
demon inside of me
ever since you knew me,
from
the beginning I know,
you’ve always wanted
my good side to show...
but I will not be
what you want me
to be
because of the demon
inside of me
look me in the face
and tell me what you see
you know I can
see
what you want from me
but I choose to be free
and you need to see
that I will continue
to be what
is me
and you can do nothing
not a thing
*accept me..*
MY SIDE OF THE WINDOW
all I can see from my side of the window
is your ignorance of my
situation
it is because of you, the reason I’m stuck here
its because of you I have no where to turn
and
as soon as you tore me apart with so called love
you ignored my pain, my desire to be held
all I can see from my side
of the window
is a miserable control obsessed attention seeker
I loved you, I trusted you
these things I do not
maintain easily
I needed you, I cared for you
these things I thought id never feel again
all I can see from my
side of the window
is a selfish man, who claims he is kind
just like you, nor do I know why I love you
for my
hatred for your actions is overwhelming
stay back my love, my patience wears thin
watch out my dear, I’m armed
with resentment
be pleased, my dear, for I shall exit from your life very soon
don’t care my sweet
for it
would be ridiculous to start caring when your time is up.
I rush through the thorny path, wounds are deep, and fresh
touch
them as you like to do
fester amongst my sorrow as you always do
steadily walking yet my heart beats no rhythm
soon,
I will not cry
soon, I will say goodbye
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THE CHILD INSIDE
staring into a wolves
eyes
waiting for her to strike
standing stripped of dignity
I love to stare but not be free
wondering what
she will do
standing there, staring into
those eyes...
questioning her motives
silver orbs invade my mind
wanting he to change he mind
hoping for her to find
calm and free, nothing to see
she wont let me save her
she wont let me save her
beauty struck forth into mind
puncturing all hopes inside
happiness and fear
shall stride
as life and devotion subside
my warmth flows through her mind
she’s scared but looks inside
valued all and lost it too
cruelty and fear flow through
the mess inside, untidy soul
vicious thoughts
unable to hold
show yourself its not in me
show yourself, try to be free
deep inside the wolf's eyes
she
holds within the fear inside
unable to dissect her own mind
she tries to find herself in me
she tries but she
cannot see
deep within her hateful glare
lost infant unwilling to share
her truth
I know who you are
she’s
blind, but I can see inside
she stares and stiffens all alone
deep within she holds my soul
she’s everything
she wants to see
a child inside, a wolf is seen
naked, silver, soft and cold
all she needs, she cannot hold
panic within, she grasps onto
all she doesn’t need
its all she’s ever seen
the wolf is a child
inside,
the child needs the wolf to hide
banished from her home
unable to feel whole
absence of security
she never wants to be free
afraid of what she will see
so here, she stares at me
my answers neglected
shell
never be satisfied
with what she holds inside
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NOTHING
so many voices,
I hear nothing
so many people, I see nothing.
what would you do if you were me?
don't think, don't speak, don't
hear
don't...
listen to nothing as long as you can
look at the nothings as long as you can
what would
you do when there’s nothing left?
what can you do when there’s nothing more?
don't do it, don't say it,
don't hear it
don't...
why do you think that its all me
study your history, and maybe you'll see
that
once someone chooses to admire you
you chose to hate them, no questioning you
but as soon as someone refuses you’re
style
they’re stupid, so stupid
are you ever satisfied?
so many tears, I feel nothing
so many cries,
I do nothing
what do you think about it all?
what do you honestly think of me now?
don't touch it, don't hate
it, don't think it
don't...
**these things you say
the things you do
they do not reflect the real you
everything from
your voice to your clothes
be nothing forever
feel nothing forever
then die,
no one will care when you die.**
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