random writings.

weapon of performance.

Written 6th December 2016.

Have you ever been so weak that your spirit breaks
Stare up to the ceiling but we're still too focused on the ground
Fake the look on your face when you see me
Because I know I'm not the best person to be around
Send me to hell and tell all my friends I'm down there
They'll only care for two seconds of their time before it's pointless

The weapon of performance is a message that I need
I'm way too reliant and I speak grass green tones
This isn't a time of clarity the window pane is fogged up
I enjoy the smell of regret because I'm so familiar to it
My pride is when my ashes are scattered
And everyone tries to forget me and what did you expect from me

Try to shatter the table with the weight of disappointment
I dare you to crush my emotions and send me a get well soon card
I'm not the one to blame when the sky crumbles in
Make me cry to say that you've wiped away my tears
Glass can kill a person but we still choose to tiptoe over it
Take this away from me for one last moment of seeing my face

The weapon of performance is a message that I need
I'm way too reliant and I speak grass green tones
This isn't a time of clarity the window pane is fogged up
I enjoy the smell of regret because I'm so familiar to it
My pride is when my ashes are scattered
And everyone tries to forget me and what did you expect from me

I wish I was enough
Good enough for them
Better than that for them

The weapon of performance is a message that I need
I'm way too reliant and I speak grass green tones
This isn't a time of clarity the window pane is fogged up
I enjoy the smell of regret because I'm so familiar to it
My pride is when my ashes are scattered
And everyone tries to forget me and what did you expect from me