Lilyy

Lilyy Aug 2013

My mouth is full of words that are not my own
Labeled with my name, but not my own.
Left in a room of hungry cannibals,
Who consume the weak skins
Who consume the broken souls

My words have escaped,
they have left me alone
I and even though
I have my fists,
I still feel my tongue,
against the roof of my mouth
rifling through pages of pointless vocabulary
blank pages, full of empty spaces,
except for a few:

I'm sorry.
I don't know.
Please, don't hurt me.

Lilyy May 2013

Rosie

I imagined you sweet and innocent,
like the daisies in your hair.
You like pink and glitter,
you don't mind when people stare.
It's okay to be confident, dear
It's okay to hold on.
But, Rosie
your not what I expected
when they said we were something wrong.

Lilyy Apr 2013

Sideshow

We both woke up
for the south bus.
You were a star,
and I, a sideshow.
You play the violin
and I, the piano.

It's too bad
they'll never play

together.

Lilyy Apr 2013

Favored

This world doesn't favor the artists.
They favor the strong,
iron-bodied athletes,
with empty minds.
They favor the pure-bred,
big-headed geniuses,
with cold hearts.
The world is made for the strong,
but,
I am weak.

Lilyy Apr 2013

Funny

this isn't funny anymore
please
stop
this isn't funny anymore
remember
remember
what mommy said
it's only funny...
if both of you are laughing
i'm not laughing
i'm dying
stop hurting me
stop
please
it's
only
it's only funny
if
if
if

*If I'm laughing.

Lilyy Apr 2013

Paren(thesis)

Paren(the)sis
are (point)less.
Parenthes(is)
are (to)o flashy,
to bright to (look) at.
They just like (be)ing noticed,
even if we try to look (yond)er,
(the)y alway draw us back.
(Parenthesis).

Lilyy Apr 2013

Artificial Bacon

Even the carpet is woozy from my pacing
up and down the locker bay conveyor belt.
I was already woozy, when I woke up.
Was it cloudy,
or sunny?
Just in between,
stuck, like an awkward dream.
It tasted like rotten eggs
and artificial bacon.
Then, it tasted like *****
and cool hard stares.