I never used to feel this way
see your arms in strings and dust
sky is gettin grey
some like it hot lying on a floor
just like you therefore
this pale skin's burning down so fast
u don't know where I am
never visit my parties
baby I'd leave all of them
just to know what this feeling means
but I'm stayin
I'm stayin inside some wail
playin the villain is what I'm good at
if life is a fairy tale
I'll be your Malificent
I'm playing
playing with broken toys
music's as grey as sky
till rooms full of smoke and noise
always feel out of time
hardly can hear your voice
never forget ur smile
thanks for making me feeling alive
be off the rails is compulsory choice
cupid wouldn't survive in my world
full of black woods and weeds
remember what ur best mate told-
"it's better get rid of fiends"
I never used to feel like this
full of nothing but memories
known as a cold heart bitch by anyone
since the age of ten
well maybe I am
-where is ur empathy?
-borrow me some
porcelain hands
ceramic face and much moles
hurt other kids
pretty boys and girls
so if love's option is pain
I'll avoid them both
YOU ARE READING
Плач Турбиной
Poetry"Плач Турбиной"-сборник чего-то этакого,обычно именуемого стихами,написанный 15-летним атеистом-экзистенциалистом.Название подразумевает собой ограниченность сознания и осознанность выбора ограниченности существования многих людей(взрослых,в пониман...