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Stigma
written by IceBound02:46 PM 10/1/04It's so hard to see when your eyes are rolling in the back of your head.
It's even harder to speak when everything you say just comes out wrong.
I don't know why I feel the way I do,
feel like my whole life's devoted to you.
Putting up with all your shit and the games you play,
I'm begging you, forget our memories, don't stay.
As I sit here locked inside my head,
thinkin of all the things you said,
I realized that in the end it didn't even matter.
Lost in the thoughts of you, I say to myself,
'all my life has always been like this, taking shit and I can't deal with this selfish bitch that's always full of it.
She's drivin me crazy!'
I was betrayed, how can you feel sorry inside?
Is this what you wanted? Is this what you need?
I'm sick of the anger, sick of your greed.
Half the world wouldn't know what it's like to lose your seed;
this seed of evil, this seed within me.
Sprouted from the darkest depths of your soul,
sprouted onto me...but I'm just f.i.n.e.;
Freaked out, Insecure, Neurotic, and Emotional.
But when I look into your, there is nothing there to see.
Nothing but my own mistakes staring back at me.
Why did you do this?
The pain you put me through is sweet bliss.
The rage sealed within you, sealed in a kiss.
I love what you put me through, cuz I feel almost alive,
I don't even know what's worth fighting for.
I hit you and you hit me back,
but I'm the one falling to the floor,
with nothing to gain and everything to fear.
I look at you, through these eyes.
I see through to you, behind the mask, behind the lies;
A wilted flower, and just then, Dies.
You talk about fate and destiny like you read it in some book,
like this is some kinda fairy tale,
what you don't realize is that it's all bullshit covered by the way you look inside;
the rip-tide turns, and yearns now for you soul.
For you've fallen and you can't get up, lost, dazed and confused,
you want me to be just like you.
Fuck you! I want this to be over,
want this to change, I want this to end...
But if you change one thing, you change everything.
I feel the you underneath my skin, I feel it seething.
You can never change who someone is without Destroying who they were.
I'd like to think that I can help you, think that there 's a cure.
But you've fucked up my life, you've lost all that is pure.
With every cause there is an effect,
you told me what I wanted to know,
you told me what I wanted to hear,
what the fuck did you expect?
That my future was clear?
That I'd never shed a tear?
That I want you close?
That I want you near?
That you'd never become my fear?
Your wrong, that's why I'm writing you this last song.
Did it ever occur to you how I felt to?
The rage inside ensue?
I'm sick and tired of your shit, I'm tired of your games,
this is the last fuckin time I'll take the blame...
for you...the one that I call mine...the one I hold dear...
the one that's wasted my time...the one that I fear... |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Poison Ivy (10-9-2004 - 01:59 AM)
| damn. . . i love this poem. i know how that feels. *clapping*
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