Behind this smile I wear,
Lays in wait a bitter,
beast of a monster.
I probably try harder
Than most to never
Ever stay close to sober
Longer than a hour,
Two is close too torture.
Lately though the future
Keeps trying to appear
To reveal itself as true-
An image of absolute horror.
Unable to see anywhere
That finds me full of laughter
And that fills me with fear.
Darling, you got this sparkle
Inside the depths of your eye
It shines bright enough to lure
Me in to you despite the weather
Just like a banshee song in literature.
But, only inside a books chapter
Have I found anything near
There being a story of a character
Whom manages to get happier
As he slowly becomes mature
Learning lessons after
Making a mistake over and over
Until finally enough is no more
That he suddenly does swear
Before he just manages to disappear
Leaving everyone to think of a disaster
Until he returns to prove it is doable.
I apologize for never showing i care
But I don't believe anyone can get better
Unless you're still much younger
Other wise eventually you are who you are.
Hence why I am ripe with deviant behaviour
Even though I would rather not be a sinner
Instead become some famous singer.
Everyone is so unaware
Of how fragile we all truly are.
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