Come across roads of pain
With eyes that strain at every sight
Of having no sight
Of having to fight
For all that you want
And more for what you don’t
Regress, digress
My fears
Undress
Suppress, oppress
Wrong words
Wrong done
Makes you wrong
Wronged against
Wrong so wrong
Oh! You are so wrong
And you are so ugly
With that spot on your face
But wait!
I have no spot on my face!
Oh it’s the mirror that’s dirty again..
1 comment:
Nice job 'Swaps'
It makes me think of the constant internal strife with myself that keeps tearing me apart & its such a headfuck..
Also reminds me of Kurt Cobain..
May his soul rest in peace!
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