I’m tearing my heart out on both sides
Where hurt, depression, and love hides
Making sure it’s null on the insides
And filling the feelings with whispered lies.
I’m squeezing my brain until it bleeds
Where knowledge and wisdom feed
Securing that my indignant, arrogant thoughts can’t proceed
So that it’s turned to something I’ll never need.
I’m pulling my tongue out at the top
Where stupid phrases and harmful words drop
So I utter nothing more intelligent than a pop
Ensuring that silence makes everything stop.
I’m ripping my lungs from under attack
Where breaths of purifying air stack
Hoping my voice and freedom will lack
And maybe then I’ll fall on my back.
I’m plucking my eyes out of my head
To punish them for all the wonderful things they’ve read
And so I can listen to the falsities others have said
There won’t be enough of me and soon I’ll be dead.
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Conformity is the worst plague out there.