prune myself into pretty shapes
anything you would like
anything that is your type
shrink myself into perfect shapes
nothing you could spite
anything that you deem right
why must i hide myself in so many ways?
invisible pain, lacing my brain
why must i divide myself everyday?
crumbling under the pressure of strain
why can’t i be held completely?
conditional lovers, frequently deceive me
why can no one see me?
spent too long undermining my meaning
i hide and don’t try
i store my shame inside
i find my light too bright
hold it in to not blind
Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 10:07 AM UTC
prune myself into pretty shapes
anything you would like
anything that is your type
shrink myself into perfect shapes
nothing you could spite
anything that you deem right
why must i hide myself in so many ways?
invisible pain, lacing my brain
why must i divide myself everyday?
crumbling under the pressure of strain
why can’t i be held completely?
conditional lovers, frequently deceive me
why can no one see me?
spent too long undermining my meaning
i hide and don’t try
i store my shame inside
i find my light too bright
hold it in to not blind
