If everything I've done was only built on closed words
Will I be a stillborn existence, stuck in a home that doesn't let me out
Look at with such disdain for the many things I am
Why can't I just be and live and enjoy?
There's so much of a gap that I can't just jump
From bending backwards to reaching over my fingers
I can't be the everything you wanted
Because I've already failed at that
My heart is a hole, pieced together by fragility
The gate keeper is away, and that heart is left open
Left to bleed out all the emotions that I have left
I'm wide awake, I'm far away, the joy has spoken to me
All i have no choice with is to let go
To make mend every second back to a full piece of art
Just call me disgraceful of everything I'm not
And I will sit here and watch as we all rot together
5/05/2009
Confront the Comfort
Written by Unknown at 11:40 PM
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