I'm the rubble on rock bottom
I'm the backyard's broken down
I'm the kitchen chair on last legs
I'm the seasoned pirate on two pegs
I'm the bully's beaten
I'm every Sheldon's Will Wheaton
I'm the dumping ground
My heart's the continual pass-around
All these lies are killing me
All the highs aren't thrilling me
Somehow my pain is justified
Somehow the wrong is nullified
All I do is lay in bed at night and cry
I'm waiting for the nearing day when I'll finally die
When this swelling sharpness goes
When my faded throat can swallow these woes
Still now into the night my wailing pleads
All I want is what everyone needs
Why do I get all the blame?
We all did this just the same.
The tears are rolling down my face
Hitting each other; running a sad little race
I'm screaming, shouting, filling up to my eyes
There's something underneath no one will recognize
These things that you believe
Destroy my head in one sole cleave
So, if I'm so evil
Let's see where it leaves you when my voice silent I will
So you can keep on shooting your insults
I'll keep living in tear-laden tumult
In my lonely corner crying I'll still be
As everyone goes on and forgets about me.
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