I feel slightly sick to my stomach
I feel mostly wrong in the head
I feel I might be okay
As long as I am dead
To remove the pressure from my mind
I split open my skull
And out sprouted wisdom
Along with stupidity to answer the call
And I know I'm over dramatic
That's why I don't like them to see me cry
And I know I'm bad at making friends
That's why I don't like to try
When divine inspiration hits
Is when I have no pen in hand
When I open my skull
Is when they don't understand
A crack that opens wide
To vomit out a word
And then it shuts up tight
To devour what it heard
And they swing out of sync
While he smiles up at me
And we pray and we sleep
And long to be free
But what has us trapped
Aside from our own head?
What keeps us down
Aside from the comfort of our bed?
And I wake up early
So I have time to waste
And we say we're unique
Going copy and paste
And I'm sorry I'm not
Everything you want me to be
And I'm sorry we're not
Always happy
But maybe we could make it
If I could vomit out words in front of you
And maybe someday I will
When the sky's no longer blue
And I feel mostly sick to my stomach
While you pull and I strive
And I feel I might be okay
As long as I'm alive
I feel mostly wrong in the head
I feel I might be okay
As long as I am dead
To remove the pressure from my mind
I split open my skull
And out sprouted wisdom
Along with stupidity to answer the call
And I know I'm over dramatic
That's why I don't like them to see me cry
And I know I'm bad at making friends
That's why I don't like to try
When divine inspiration hits
Is when I have no pen in hand
When I open my skull
Is when they don't understand
A crack that opens wide
To vomit out a word
And then it shuts up tight
To devour what it heard
And they swing out of sync
While he smiles up at me
And we pray and we sleep
And long to be free
But what has us trapped
Aside from our own head?
What keeps us down
Aside from the comfort of our bed?
And I wake up early
So I have time to waste
And we say we're unique
Going copy and paste
And I'm sorry I'm not
Everything you want me to be
And I'm sorry we're not
Always happy
But maybe we could make it
If I could vomit out words in front of you
And maybe someday I will
When the sky's no longer blue
And I feel mostly sick to my stomach
While you pull and I strive
And I feel I might be okay
As long as I'm alive
It is foolish for me to think
ReplyDeletethese thoughts are meant for me
but I will scream and shout and cry
I need you to be happy!
I'll wipe my eyes, my mouth, my nose
and I whisper in my mind
If only they knew what you know
There's far too few of our kind
You are a diamond in the rough
and I can't bear to lose you
Like a diamond, you're way too tough
To let fear and pain devour you
-Jamesparkisdead
You worry over my smile
DeleteBut you'd do well to worry over your own
My painful words are fiction
My truths are not shown
It was not meant for you
I wrote it weeks before posting here
Weeks before I knew of you
And writing it brought no tear
You cannot lose what you do not have
I am a rock - not a diamond
"I touch no one and no one touches me-
I am a rock - I am an island"
The days, the words go passing by
DeleteI fast and pray and cleanse my mind
The sooner I stop the faster I die
I'm running out of thoughts I'm running out of time
A question I do ponder
Is stuck inside my mind
Ever do you wonder or remember
all the dreams you left behind
I don't mean to be intrusive
I wish not to upset you
My curiosity is starving
Your words are like a feast
-jamesparkisdead
Your words run on and on
DeleteWhile I observe, wondering and terse
You always seem to give up
On the last verse
Left behind dreams?
Oh, I am much too stubborn for that
You seem to think you know me
Well, that lie is rather fat
We play our strange game
You perhaps to escape reality
I because it's a nice little challenge-
Having to write truthfully