I am a worthless, stupid girl
Who doesn't deserve to be loved
I am an ugly, ungrateful girl
Who cuts to take away pain
I am a disgusting, unwanted girl
Who needs help, but won't ask for it
I am an imperfect girl
Stuck in a perfect world
I am me
But I'm not proud

Prosperity requires the fortitude to be cruelly decisive and cuttingly deceitful in every conceivable endeavor;
Cruel and unrestrained ambition will lead to life in the lap of luxury;
Duplicity and dishonesty lie with success and supremacy;
The mixture of forceful action with lurid lies results in a beautifully tainted cocktail.
Would you drink...?
Do you believe...?

Keep a beat
Of urgency
While
Weeds grow in my seat.
So, I stand instead
Tapping my toe
In the space right below
The thin pile of ash
Watching me
Asking, "do you see
In me what he never saw in you?"

'You can't be in love, you're only Sixteen'*
Well then please, define 'love'
tell me, what does it mean?

I see the smile on your face as he walks through the door
but the pain in your eyes makes me wonder what for
And the silence and solitude pierces the air
The broken home whispers with tears of despair

You're trapped in a cycle of macabre lust
The unavoidable truth is the lack of real trust
So it pains me to watch you
And your words of fake ''love''
More Black like the Raven than White like the Dove

And you sit there
you ask me
how can I feel love?
how can my heart beat when it is so young?

My response then, is simple
I feel love like you do
Only your love is false
and my love is true

Each galaxy is home to someone, each star the sun of someone
Flowers cannot see their own beauty and heat rises
So all they feel is cold, cold
Dust is the bits of ourselves which gave up first
And is the sheen of mortality over all
Time gets time off when we close our eyes
And if we all did at once, it wouldn't have to exist
Petals are as fateful as coins in tender hands
But not near as faithful
And onions sweat tears
As their layers are laid bare

The one thing that stings the most
Is the realization that I really was wrong
I made a mistake and now I'm paying the cost
The greatest words that were ever said
"Focus on Rosie and ***** all the rest"
That's what my Mama said before she left
And I know that she's right
I need nothing when I have me right by my side
No one here to let me curl up and hide
People say these are the best years of my life
I sure hope not cuz' all I want to do is curl up and die
But I won't trip
Because I'll keep a stiff upper lip
It just hurts that I was wrong
So I'll just keep singing my song
Time for my solo queue