I wish the voices were different
The good from the bad
I wish they were separated
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I thought I deserved better
For many years I did
But before those many years
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You yell into my face
My skeleton face
No skin to be stained by tears
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Tell me what to think
Tell me what to say
Take away my life and then tell me how to live it
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Sunny has this energy
This bright, suffocating energy
It makes me feel warm
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Everyone keeps moving
Keeps going toward that sight
That strange sight that's too bright for me to look at
But they all seem fine
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It's not bright when it's midnight
The night simply doesn't change
But everyone loves that brightness
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Please look at me the way you used to
Stay pressed against my back
Making me feel the same once again
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Sitting as the warm water hits my skin. I feel those places are used to love and hate burn. That sting reminds me that it's real, it lets me know what I'm guilty of.
I want to sell my soul. Sell it to a demon or an angel alike, as long as I gain some worth in the process.
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