you say i'm in your best collection,
say, I'm your biggest investment
yet why do I feel like your greatest resentment?
the words I feel, the daggers you speak
crawl in my brain,
they crumble
they creep
deeper into my psyche
til I can hardly breathe.
like the plastic doll
in a box tighter than it seems.
can't fit your approval
won't quite fit into your scheme
because my love for love just reigns supreme.
the company I keep must fit
must be picturesque
or else you turn them against me
pit my heart at war
turn love and blood into a contest.
guess I'm just your little trouble maker,
plan breaker
and for the time being...
a little faker.