You're worse than nicotine.
You don't only blacken my lungs,
But you blacken my face as my
Makeup pours from the tears in my eyes.
You harden my soul
And when you're done I am nothing
But a black hole.

You are an ocean,
And I merely a wave.
I am only a ripple in your existence,
Yet you are my entire life.
It's impossible for us to be together.

I am not comfortable with who I am,
And I am no closer to accepting it.

Just because I smile doesn’t mean I’m okay,
Maybe I’m just good at keeping secrets.

You see this is why I am not comfortable,
I lie and lie and lie.

I am not comfortable with who I am,
And I am no closer to accepting it.

I tried to save me but I failed,
And just like everyone else I left me.

Now I am nothing,
And maybe this nothing is my comfortable.

I came into existence as fresh as a flower
Full of aspirations and dreams
Which now wilt away
From societal screams

I abuse myself
Ripping myself from my roots
Pedal follows pedal
Onto the cold hard ground

I stopped knowing whats real
Not knowing how to feel
Losing all sort of direction
And turning toward silence

I abuse myself
Ripping myself from ground
My petals fall
And I do nothing at all.