Monday, March 16, 2015

Words Lie

Sinking my teeth into the back of my own hand
the green veins rupture while my blood overflows
They will never care, or never dared to care?
I laugh
I spit on my own wretched face
I can be them and they can be me
It will all be exactly the same

If a high-pitched scream tears your eardrums,
will you continue screaming?
You wanted help; you wanted salvation
from all your inhumane manners
Yet, I'm really a personification of you
I'm really an ancient sinner
truthfully an observer
They say if I were to observe sins,
as an observer, I would've sinned

I failed in being human
If there is a tune that calms me
please, keep it on repeat until the day I die
though I am unsure if I can trust humans
They lie
That's really just an excuse for my insecurity

Really, I just want to be human
I can no longer control
I can no longer persist
If being human is a form of pride
I'd rather stick to being an observer
A sinful observer
Because words lie but the heart does not

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