I am like paint
A swirl of thick white acrylic on an empty wall
And I've never liked myself
The more I try to change me
Splattering lovesong blues and throw-up greens
The darker it gets
I can't scrape off regrets after they stick and dry
"Don't be silly"
I am a child
Disturbed by things I shouldn't have knowledge of
Maybe I just want to be praised
I won't believe it, so what use would that be
And then: What's the point of anything?
You must have known. You must have known
Criticize yourself for a change
I am a contradiction of what I say
Tape my mouth and kiss me
Ironic and sardonic , desperate for something nonplatonic
Break me like a bar of chocolate
Feel me melt against your tongue and leave a sour taste in your mouth
When the next meal comes you'll drown me out
I took the deepest breath and ripped a hole in my lungs
I am amused to the point of hysteria
So lock me up.
Choking
On you.
Hate like a masterpiece
Beautifully
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