Post by hahaha3588 on Jun 9, 2010 2:31:28 GMT -5
My clear view shrouds
others eye into my soul
leaving me an unreachable “rock”
too far away to climb onto
I hope my eyes stay masked
a shadow in the mist
allowing only for glimpses
and glimmers of the real me
But shame and regret are filling me
threatening to overflow
into
my
terrified
eyes
As panic turns to pleasure
my glazed eyes open,
“Nothing’s gonna change my world”
The fear returns
Because stereotypes dominate,
abandoning creativity for the boring
while cranking out an army of blank faces waiting
to be ravaged down by the ever present ants
Quivering eyelids squeezed shut to this—watching
for my chance to change belief into wonder
Faith into change no one can see,
says fear incessantly drumming on and on
Tears rain my mind with lonely pain and I only see
parades of pairs smiling and laughing in the sun
Maybe my hand feels cold and empty
I tear up the dandelions
curse the falling stars
and close my eyes to 11:11
My feelings and thoughts are butting heads
I know the façade I see isn’t real
But I don’t know how to glimpse what is
The battle is killing me—turning me into a mere shadow
The monster inside of me has been let out
others eye into my soul
leaving me an unreachable “rock”
too far away to climb onto
I hope my eyes stay masked
a shadow in the mist
allowing only for glimpses
and glimmers of the real me
But shame and regret are filling me
threatening to overflow
into
my
terrified
eyes
As panic turns to pleasure
my glazed eyes open,
“Nothing’s gonna change my world”
The fear returns
Because stereotypes dominate,
abandoning creativity for the boring
while cranking out an army of blank faces waiting
to be ravaged down by the ever present ants
Quivering eyelids squeezed shut to this—watching
for my chance to change belief into wonder
Faith into change no one can see,
says fear incessantly drumming on and on
Tears rain my mind with lonely pain and I only see
parades of pairs smiling and laughing in the sun
Maybe my hand feels cold and empty
I tear up the dandelions
curse the falling stars
and close my eyes to 11:11
My feelings and thoughts are butting heads
I know the façade I see isn’t real
But I don’t know how to glimpse what is
The battle is killing me—turning me into a mere shadow
The monster inside of me has been let out