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is that no matter who
they will think
i am speaking of them
no matter the action
the human mind dissolves
analysing the past
predicting the future
that being said
i speak not of a kiss
one placed on another's lips
that's not what this is
perhaps it's my imagination
creating treasures
as who am i to judge
when i'm weaker than the saviours
and the metaphors are brushed away
for nobody has time to decipher
later i'm asked how i am
though it's not hard to catch my writing
besides, it's all plainly stuck on the wall
my bitterness and sweetness
the people i love the most
and those who i can't ever see again
in theory, i don't really mind
life carries on as do i
and everything happens for a reason
so why is it your kiss that left me poisoned
you? no, it's not about you
why does this have to be inspired by anyone
ah yes, you know me too well
i am always watching my influences
it's pointless and you don't understand
but i'm not blaming you
it's a secret part of me i don't really care about
and don't mind if you don't too
for everyone notices it
it isn't specifically hidden
but as much as you can't choose your family
your friends are your own decisions
so i understand if you don't want to reach out
i understand i can be unappealing
frankly, i still don't really mind
but hell, i just want to help with your healing
because i'm selfish - that's all it is
if you die, a part of me does
so i care because i love you
but only for my lost cause
without you, my muse, who am i to be
i feel the need to keep you safe
but again, don't feel pressured, just be aware
that you have someone who will always care
some type of strange poem thing
written by a.. content human being
overflown by concepts
deprived of cuddles and concerts
it's okay and i love you
whoever you are
although it stings not to hear it back
i just... don't mind anymore
a simple type of lullaby
matty rose morgan
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