Swore you’re not her but I hear it
Speaking in terms with no endearment
Feelings are germs
Lessons you never learn
So you don’t near it
Can’t afford to get sick
Always missing when it gets explicit
After you say things that’s convincing
Guess you run too
Because they never listened
No
Not even to you
Since youth you’ve been running
From the things that are pungent
And can’t be undone
Losing yourself just to find another one
Been
Rolling it up just to burn another one
Another hole in you
Find
Another soul to do
But you can’t win if you ain’t right within
You been
Dwindling down
Tilting your crown
Just to remain on top
A beautiful facade takes the stage
While the insides rot
There’s no water
But
Flowers often outgrow their pots
They bud as daughters
Apples don’t fall too far from the tree
So that’s why we cater the tots
To grow from the weeds
They grow from the same seeds
Cultivating beginnings for crop
Like Johnny Appleseed
When the roots are famished
They grow up damaged
And repair happens later on
If they can
But it’s never acknowledged until it’s gone wrong
By demand
To get the vibe that you are suicide
Causes you to hide
Hard to accept when all you do is protect
Yourself and your feelings
Suppressing what you feel
because it’s better as concealment
But
Battling the world turns you into your demons
Even if that was something
You were never meaning
(2018)
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