Do you ever get the feeling
That you've tried your very best
With self-love and self-healing
But have somehow failed a test?
And realise you were concealing
Something you had left repressed?

As you start to feel that everything
Finally goes your way
And you laugh out loud like your a king
And regret nothing you say
Or do, or write, or feel or sing,
And you think "what a wondrous day!"

Until you look around and realise
Not everyone feels the same
And as you look into their eyes
You feel just a hint of shame
That you've ignored those peoples cries
And feel that you're to blame.

It's not that I'm not happy
with myself- because I am,
But I realise that to feel that way
I must help my fellow man,
Because improving someone else's day
Helps me feel the best I can.

You smiled so sweetly,
With your fingers crossed behind your back.
The vows you spat lies of a serpent,
Nothing more, Nothing less.

You were so tangled up in yourself,
You forgot to care for others.
I detest your family name,
So thank God I have no brothers.

As you gulped down your poisonous wine.
I'd never thought you'd been so mean,
But you wandered off as if we were fine.
Blocking out our screams.

I find it remarkable you know my name,
As I am the last one.
So tell me Father would it have been the same,
If I were born a son?

What is "Romance?"
Because to be honest I'm not quite sure.
Is it the shape of the clouds?
Or something a little bit more?

I've done some research,
But all I have found,
Is that love starts to kick you,
Once you fall down.

"A triumph of wit and virtue".
That's just a lie,
Because I've broken my wings,
So how can I fly?

I burnt the letter I was meant to send,
Because I realised you're not even my friend.
I conducted these emotions,
Out of heartbreak and bones.
Conflicting in my head,
"I suppose", "I suppose".

Your blunt replies for messages,
Where nothing but a cry.
Over a girl who used you,
Then made you wonder "why?"

So I wrote her name in an envelope too,
Then put it on the fire alongside you.
I smirked for a while,
In that heart breaking style.
As you burned, As you burned, As you burned.

I will not confine myself anymore.
There are far too many people here,
And this box is getting crowded.

There are shadows of people I knew,
Reserved spaces for people I will meet,
But I have barely got any room left.

Don't you dare try to control me.
I survive for me and me alone,
I happily live in my box.

But there is no more room!
How can I breathe in a crowded box?
Self doubt is crippling me.

And before I know it,
I am trapped inside myself.

That's irrelevant.
You caused this war,
You, Your money,
And fat ******* *****.

Six brutal stabbings,
All to the chest.
One, two and three caused a lot of suffering,
But I can't feel the rest.

My fingertips are tingling,
My throat parched and sore.
Corresponding with the stab wounds,
A pile of blood lies on the floor.

My skin is bruised and tortured,
My mind it aches with questions.
I would've put on an armour chest,
If I had known your intentions.

The way your fingers so easily intertwined with mine,
I thought that you loved me?
I thought we were fine!?
But then on your lies you choked.