Stiched Smiles Poem by Jacob Biehl

I'm burning in water, drowning in fire,
yet you call that a knife? take it out and try again.
I'm scarred and scabbed, but I'm still breathing.
you'll think I'll crawl after such a small beating?
I'm battered and abused, calloused and confused,
why don't you love, why don't you hold compassion?
You think your mindless flaunts will tatter me?
I dare you to try me, I dare you to bite me.

Don't you think I've tried to cry? Don't you think I've tried to die?
However I've bit the bullet every time,
I'm not without casualty.
My mind has committed suicide, you killed my hopes in cold blood,
the world has left my body broken,
and yet you've tried to hurt me,
and yet you've tried to extract my inner sufferings.
However all that's left is a primal blood-lust.
If I can't be loved, I'll be hated!

You try to hide behind stitched smiles,
you try to hide in pseudo persona,
you've sold your soul for the perfect face, and the perfect life.
But yet I bet you still hurt, unable to break face.
You live in a life where your true face brings disgrace!

Somehow you make me hate you,
somehow you make me hate all you stand for,
however as I turn I'm stricken with terror,
as I realize you all wear stitched smiles.
All frozen in your costumed lives.