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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