Putrid Breath And Swelling EyesA Poem by JEngele
I feel the panic rising up my throat
A bottle full of fizz ready to explode Don't know why I try so hard This isn't where my life will end But my dreams are fairly limited Don't see why I should strive For something slightly more than "s**t" You think you know me but this is a ruse A clever way to deflect and confuse You think you know me but the joke's on you Not even I know what's behind this disguise So tell me where my happiness lies And I will follow you to the skies Just be sure that I don't get bored Because I'll find something new to explore You think you're special but I'll drop you too You'll be left feeling cold and blue I'm not the kinda girl who follows through I'm going to turn the world upside down So grab your finest evening gown I'm going to be your ruler supreme So bow down and listen to me So bow down and leave it to me I feel my anxiety running high Need to find it before I die Twenty One's such a stupid age Feel like a failure so I've built a cage I see your passion and pull it close I'm gunna need a heavy dose Any glimpse of freedom fills my lungs Feel like I could float into space I'm going to turn the world upside down So grab your finest dressing gown I'm going to be your ruler supreme So bow down and listen it to me So bow down and leave it to me I breathe out and everything wilts Your ideas crumble away A noxious fume that can't be escaped So run away while there's time There isn't any hope for me You think you know me but the joke's on you Not even I know what's behind this disguise Putrid breath and swelling eyes © 2015 JEngele |
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Added on June 15, 2015 Last Updated on June 15, 2015 Tags: responsibility, getting older, not ready, fake it Author
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