What I See

February 28, 2009
You think they think
but you don't look so good
You pray and wish and
if you were loved you would

It's all so sick
I know how you truly feel
Slapping make-up on thick,
I know underneath what's real

The thing that you crave
it eats your love
Mind tells heart how to behave
and you throw up

And your once doll eyes
Glittering pools you had as a child
Burns up between your thighs
The fire spreads; deadly and wild

but my dears you are,
only foot deep in the tar
(you can still get out)

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