Toxic Waste

the feeling of being replaced is not a good one.

She feels like she is being replaced

As her mouth fills with certain distaste

She thought she had rid it of her life

But now, it was coming back with a bigger, sharper knife

 

Her mind said to run, and so she ran

Her heart said woman, her mind said man

She is confused beyond belief

And she is waiting for her relief

 

Toxicity follows her as she runs

Capturing her friends, her family, and even the nuns

She is being replaced

By a toxic pool of waste

 

Useless as she feels

And as her strength begins to peel

She waits for a hero

Her patience ever close to zero

 

She is being replaced

By a toxic pool of waste

She thought she had rid it of her life

But now, it was coming back with a bigger, sharper knife.

Author's Note

Tell me what you think... Have you felt this way before?

Reviews

[Jen]

Sounds like a fabulous song.

[Elissa; the genuine art..]

''Did you forget about me, Mr. Duplicity?
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face
How quickly I was replaced
And are you thinking of me when you f**k her? ''
-You oughta know by Alanis Morrisette

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2SNcaa0zJU4

[Roo]

I think to an extent I have felt like this. Mainly when I was trying to please everybody else in my life but me. Its another amazing read, and Im sure people who are struggling with their identity will appreciate this.