how should i feel?
...and i began to die
can you make it mine?
make this mine.
i can do whatever i want...unlike you.
i live free without a cause
i make lord of the flies seem like an autocracy
im caged inside my flaws, but yet im free.
free of judgement.
free of cares and worries.
free of you.
emo is the overstatement.
not smiling doesnt make me emo,
its the feeling inside.
the scars that noone can see.
the bruised hearts.
the dried eyes.
the crashes and burns and meltdowns.
the feeling of a deer in headlights.
life flash.
lock the doors. bar the windows.
here lies a creature.
the window the only refuge.
...and i began to die
can you make it mine?
make it mine...
this time.
i will hear their voices.
im a glass child.
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