maybe I like being broken
numb and fine are the same thing
I'm just permanently tired

happiness is exhausting
always having to display it
smiling

I am told I have sad eyes
dead give away
that I'm a liar

but maybe I like being broken
and numb and fine are the same thing
I'm just permanently tired
     she said as she smiled the brightest of smiles with the saddest of eyes

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When I read what you write
all I want to do is sing you a song
because I want you to
always feel like you belong
when I read what you write
and it seems like you're feeling kinda bad
I just want you to know
that I feel more than slightly sad
but I will always say
write about what inspires you
poetry should come from the heart
it should always have meaning too
and when I hear you sing
I want you to know
its beautiful, just like you
even if you don't think so.
And I know you know,
no matter what
I could never hate you...

I don't want to write for you
because you'll never want my words
I don't want to be so madly in love with you
I should have known
that you're not a beauty you're a beast
so go and take your sweetness
and build a candy house
I won't be drawn there
so go and take your red hood
and buy some imaginary new clothes
go and take your magic mirror
and smash it into pieces
go and take your lies
and spin them into gold
lastly go and take my heart
and feed it to your evil queen
I don't want you to have it anymore...

But you woke up didn't you?
Let it go, as it flows
All okay