The Birds Die In My Scream Poem by Elizabeth Sheaffer

I've fallen into my routine again.
Sleep, eat, bathe. Depression, depression, repression.
Happiness, sticking out its tongue
From a place I never reach these days
I'm holding myself back.
And nothing ever makes sense anymore
But it all makes perfect sense
Nothing ever made so much sense.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Beauty is in your eyes
Life is in the eye of the beholder
Life is in your eyes
Keep it there.
Let me keep you here.
I'm hap-hap-happy just being me
So free to be me
I hate being me.
You're hap-hap-happy just being free
Free to do as you please
But if you die then where will you be?
The sky is blue and the grass is green
And the birds sing in the trees
Beauty is in the eyes of a monster
Beauty lies in your eyes
Life is in the eyes of my monster
Life is your disguise
Happiness mocks from far away
A place no one can reach
The place you are for me
Nothing ever made so much sense
It all makes perfect sense
Nothing you tell me makes sense anymore
But you make perfect sense
Falling into my routine again
Think, overthink, overheat.
My mind just overeats
While I just oversleep.
I'm hap-hap-happy just being free
Happy just being me
I hate being free
Nothing you say makes sense to them
But it makes perfect sense to me
Let me make perfect sense to you
Hate is in the eyes of a demi-god
Immortal and underpaid
Human and so well-made
Hate is in their eyes
And nothing you say jibes with their minds
But it all just makes me scream
Your ideas are oh so keen
And it's all one great big dream
The grass is blue and the sky is green
And the birds die in your trees
But it all makes sense to me
Nothing ever made so much sense
Keep it there.
(I hate being me)
Let me keep you here.
(My mind just overheats)
And nothing I say makes sense anymore
But you all make sense to me
Cause you're all so fucking free
And it fills my heart with glee.
Sleep, eat, bathe. Depression, depression, regression.
My childhood was one big dream
And it's all just oh so keen
But you all just make me scream
Dying, dying, I'm dying inside
You're dying inside of me
Keep it there.
Let me keep you here.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Beauty is in your guise
Life lies in the eye of the beholder
Life is in your lies
You lie in my eyes
Let me keep you here.