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blessing in disguise

you wanted control
but you know what they say
perfectionists never succeed
procrastinators never have time
performers forget to live
and players forget the rules

i thought i was accepted
i thought i was loved
maybe this grand delusion
was a blessing in disguise
a cherry-topped ice cream sundae
of pain and realization

passive-aggression kills
and you were an assassin
death blows of what-should-i-dos
and how-could-i-knows
you said it was my fault
all i wanted was a scrap of your anything

i knew you were bad
a habit i just couldn’t break
your love was an addiction
but i was cut off too soon
the symptoms are heavy
i forget to close my eyes




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