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This isn't mine but its belongs to a friend of mine...I'm posting it because its the truth and some us don't realize it
i bet your parents dont know that,
your mind is a warzone.
i know you better than you know yourself.
though, i've never spoken to you.
i watch you.
oh, i remember when you would get tucked into bed...
pretending to be asleep, you were smart.
you were, but now...
your mind is pretty ugly.
why am i coated blue-black, like bruises?
why did you pierce my thin exterior with,
images, evil images?
oh, you used to be so happy.
your eyes used to be as bright as the sun,
on a cloudless day...
and your cheeks were vermilion against
your doll-like, porcelain face.
but, this image got diluted by cheap make-up,
and emotional scars, complimented with a
permanent frown.
you were so confident as a child, i grew up with you.
i'd watch you play with dolls,
you traded those in for headphones.
where's that bubbly laughter i once knew?
i dont know what you sound like now,
you're always typing.
by the way, how's that guy on MySpace?
yes, i know who, but i won't tell mom and dad.
as if i had a choice, i can't speak.
i also remember your clip-on earrings
and Disney princess shoes, quite the lady, yes?
the belly button piercing you have now
is definitely real, i watched you treat
the infection.
your parents have no clue, they never are within me.
your door is always closed, ajar if they're lucky.
i am seen, but not heard.
and by your situation, i'll bet you're glad.
 xXShadowTempestXx · Tue Oct 21, 2008 @ 12:35am · 0 Comments |
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