Dedus Posted November 17, 2017 Report Share Posted November 17, 2017 normal you ask ? what is normal anyway ? I don't for one minute think I am anything but a freak I cant back up my own convictions, I am weak I wear the personas of crafted illusions live in my make believe world of twisted delusions view others as the freaks because they don't fit into my world they speak , but I am not aware of their voice and odd stare I am a manikin , Cinderella, rockafella, a poet, a thief a walking talking contradiction of grief I am emanceated in my hunger to fit in fat but thin, tall but small, fuck you all love me , I hate you, hold me close, don't touch me want to want me, don't you dare look poke fun at the strange one, and when you are done I will smile, stare a while, then cut my wrists sit while I bleed all my complications out of me spill all the shit of a lifetime onto the floor help me not, I am tired of playing life,s oncore normal you ask ? I pout my lips , gesture a kiss and die ! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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