May. 8th, 2013
Don't you know I'm
feeling trapped
like a bug
pinned under glass-
wings aflutter-
dropping tears-
alone in my room
as I've done for years
You blind your eyes
because that's the me
that you
hate to see.-
you lie across
the phone lines
tell everybody-
"well yeah, she's fine."-
deep inside I want to die.
But I smile, and I go on-
scream the lyrics
to the songs
that make me
want to carry on-
in spite of you-
or me-
reality sucks-
hell yes-
Fuck that!
Fuck you!
Fuck me!
I'll write a story
Or a song
Or a poem-
read a book
to shape my thoughts.
I won't give up!
feeling trapped
like a bug
pinned under glass-
wings aflutter-
dropping tears-
alone in my room
as I've done for years
You blind your eyes
because that's the me
that you
hate to see.-
you lie across
the phone lines
tell everybody-
"well yeah, she's fine."-
deep inside I want to die.
But I smile, and I go on-
scream the lyrics
to the songs
that make me
want to carry on-
in spite of you-
or me-
reality sucks-
hell yes-
Fuck that!
Fuck you!
Fuck me!
I'll write a story
Or a song
Or a poem-
read a book
to shape my thoughts.
I won't give up!