So I'm in a weird mood and tried to see if I could write myself back into my usual mood and this is what came of it.
Time to shed the layers of deception
Slip into yourself once more
Even though its hard
To face the world as it is once again
No more silver floating on the wind
The ringing of joy and terror mixing to create this haunting melody that wraps around you
Caressing you like an old friend
Embrace it
Take the hit
Of the wrongness you feel without the security of the falseness
Well what others call falseness and deceit you call it your true self
It isn’t fair
Once a year you get to be who you really are without the stares and pointed fingers
They say be yourself but when you do your faced with nothing but ridicule
Beat down and shoved into the labeled box NERD, LOSER, FREAK
Categorized and put in your place
Shifted and pushed around to the back of the shelf, where all those things that go to be forgotten
Only to be discovered on the day one decides to clean
Dusted off and blown
Used, abused and you smile
They remembered you existed for a brief moment
Only when it pleases them but it’s enough
Because even though you harbor these feelings
Against your better judgement
You’re always waiting in the wings for them to finally FINALLY see you in the same light as you see them
But it never comes
Even still you hold hope in your broken heart that maybe that day will come
For now, you take what you can
Pathetic says the voice in your head.
Time to shed the layers of deception
Slip into yourself once more
Even though its hard
To face the world as it is once again
No more silver floating on the wind
The ringing of joy and terror mixing to create this haunting melody that wraps around you
Caressing you like an old friend
Embrace it
Take the hit
Of the wrongness you feel without the security of the falseness
Well what others call falseness and deceit you call it your true self
It isn’t fair
Once a year you get to be who you really are without the stares and pointed fingers
They say be yourself but when you do your faced with nothing but ridicule
Beat down and shoved into the labeled box NERD, LOSER, FREAK
Categorized and put in your place
Shifted and pushed around to the back of the shelf, where all those things that go to be forgotten
Only to be discovered on the day one decides to clean
Dusted off and blown
Used, abused and you smile
They remembered you existed for a brief moment
Only when it pleases them but it’s enough
Because even though you harbor these feelings
Against your better judgement
You’re always waiting in the wings for them to finally FINALLY see you in the same light as you see them
But it never comes
Even still you hold hope in your broken heart that maybe that day will come
For now, you take what you can
Pathetic says the voice in your head.
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