Humpty Dumpty boy
Had a psychotic break
The plants were all destroyed
Your reality was fake
They took down all the lights
Concealed the evidence
We're all out of our minds
Yours just couldn't handle it

What's to blame?
Environment
Or genetics

A getaway in the brain
An escape from what you know
Regretting made up murders
Apologizing to the world
I can't possibly fix this
Please stop saying my name
You think we're in the matrix
Was it me who led you insane

Cause vs. Affect
Was it love
Or just ***

Four years, they disappeared
How much damage could be done
I hope you make it back
Grey haired, green thumb
Nature soothes the nerves
Art can reverse the pain
But one thing is for sure
We will never be the same

Everyday is a constant battle between me and my mind
And i don't know what it will take to free me from this never ending ache
Because i don't have much time left on my plate, there's always something to do, something to be said.
It leaves me wanting nothing more than to just be dead
I just want to sleep for a thousand years, maybe then when i wake up i wont be covered in tears.
Maybe then i will be happy, content with my life.
But until that day comes, im just striving to get by

Feeling crushed,
forced to be what society wants me to be.
Posters show something I should be.

Not healthy enough,
Not fat enough,
Can't win,
never how someone wants me to be.

I am placed alone or with others
but am always different in some way.
In the end,
Society will eat me anyway.

I wish I could say how I feel,
but I cannot...

I am a burger.

You claimed that you didn't love me
But I beg to differ because at 5 AM you were in tears afraid that I was going to commit suicide
Was that not love?
At 5 AM you kissed every cut I had made upon my porcelain skin
Was that not love?
You came back to me time after time because you don't know how to live without me
Was that not love?
You left me a month ago but you still have a need to hear my voice
Is that not love?

i have sat here
trying to describe to you the beauty
in all the shades of black;
from the charcoal that drips from my lashes,
to the shadows of onyx that tango with my thoughts,
even the raven stains of blood in the night
but your eyes are crystals that
reflect rainbows in every direction  
and no matter how hard you try, you
just can't see past the colors
and i'll always be Clara Bow trapped
in a grayscale screen

My bitterness stems from the urge to hold onto things I can't control
I'm very controlling
A weakness
But you can imagine the struggle
You know how they say if you get chills someone walked on your grave?
You weren't only so disrespectful as to walk on my grave
You spit on it
And my skin still crawled with pleasure for you
It's like a sickness
It would be a honor to wake with Amnesia
I'd forget the way I let you push me around
My vocabulary lacks the words to remotely make your disgustingness look ravishing
And why would I?
You're a *******

You just have to keep telling yourself that you're a **** good person and you don't deserve any of what he put you through.
You stayed and you went back even when he didnt deserve it.
You were always there to pick him up when he couldn't do it himself.
You would've swam oceans for him.
But he'll never realize that until you're in someone elses arms and you're truly happy.
Only then will he truly realize what he had and how good you were to him.
And he'll hate that you're happy with someone else.
And you'll be blissful.
Truly in love.
And you'll have someone that would swim oceans for you.

"i love you"
doesn't mean a ******* thing, if you spit it down the throat of 20 different girls one night, then get home and plant yourself beside me
"i love you"
i can smell the betrayal on your shirt and taste the **** in your mouth
you ain't nobodys angel

NO ******* BECAUSE I WAS GOOD ENOUGH

you taught me
that the saying
our grandparents
used
if it isn't broken
don't fix it
is obsolete
you taught me
your own version
*if it's broken
buy a new one