It's hard somedays
When I don't know what you think
When I can't take away your pain
When I'm not your first choice
It's hard somedays
When you don't know how I feel
When you don't realize your actions
Have consequences
I hope you don't fall out of love with me when I find out what you know
I hope you don't fall out of love with me when you realize what I feel
I hope you don't fall out of love with me if you get bored
I hope you don't fall out of love with me when I find out you're not real.
I often feel like a small child wearing a tall trench coat
Trudging through the snow
Its waist deep and it blinds me
Covers me so lightly
And swallows me whole
disgusting and decrepit
maintaining youth and good posture at all times
selling souls and skin for fleeting moments of happiness
oh how I hate those teenage girls
those girls who pose and pout and get what they want
like shifting shadows moving across walls and space
I constantly reflect everything and everyone
daydreamers like to envision a new world
one where every cog in the machine does its job
we get tired of being the mirror
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