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This isn't what you wished Upon that small baby This isn't what you wished This isn't the head you kissed The head of that baby This isn't what you kissed This isn't what you held The weight of that baby This isn't what you held This isn't what you smelled The scent of that baby This isn't what you smelled This isn't what you felt Felt for that baby This isn't what you felt. This isn't how it was supposed to be This isn't what you imagined This isn't what you meant me to see The isn't what you'd bargained This isn't the life you choose to live This isn't the trust you chose to give This isn't the love you once entrusted This isn't the marriage to which you'd come in This isn't the daughter you once knew This isn't the love you walked into This isn't the hope you'd had before This isn't the love in fairytale's lore This isn't at all what you expected This isn't at all what you should have collected This isn't the right end for an angel This isn't, as it seems, quite so fatal But this is me Imperfect glory Oh, this is me With a sad, sad story This is me Timeless and dying This is me The blood I'm crying This is me The failure's jive This is me The end of a life This is me On sanity's cliff This is me Ready to drift This is me Desperate and wanting This is me Pretending and flaunting Yes, this is me Your youngest daughter And it's not at all what you wanted My dearest mother This is me The smoke, the pain This is me For loss, for gain This is me This is that baby This is me Now a young lady This is me Looking for love This is me Small and starstruck This is me On the wrong path This is me Treading on broken glass This is me Begging for help This is me ****** to hell This is me Waiting to be saved This is me Turning away This is me Nearing Death's door This is me Saying I can take no more This is me With smoke in my lungs This is me Absorbing the sun This is me With knife in hand This is me Enjoying the land This is me Pleasing those men This is me Washing my hands And this isn't what you wanted And this is why you cry And this isn't what I expected And this is why I wish to die Oh, this is why my mind is unclean This is why you weep This is why we couldn't foresee And this is why I can't sleep This is why the night is frightening This is the absence of hope Yet this is why we live And this is why we cope And this isn't life This is unidentified And this isn't strife This is why we live and die Maybe this is a maybe Maybe this is uncertainty Maybe this is a per say Maybe this is you, is me Yes, maybe this is human Though this is inhumane Maybe this is ******* And cannot be contained Maybe maybe is uncertainty Maybe maybe is insanity Maybe maybe is a waste of hope Maybe maybe is the knife at our throats This is me With a ring on my finger This is me With a kiss on my lips This is me With a love that lingers This is me With a sway to my hips This is my reflection So pretty, so ugly This is my reflection So imperfect, so me This is life Tiring and refreshing This is time A burden unrelenting These are my friends My children, my life These are my friends So perfect, so right And this is pain And this is gain And this is love And this is hate And this is trust And this is my place But first Foremost This is me.
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Apr 6, 2013
Apr 6, 2013 at 1:26 PM UTC
This Is Me
This isn't what you wished Upon that small baby This isn't what you wished This isn't the head you kissed The head of that baby This isn't what you kissed This isn't what you held The weight of that baby This isn't what you held This isn't what you smelled The scent of that baby This isn't what you smelled This isn't what you felt Felt for that baby This isn't what you felt. This isn't how it was supposed to be This isn't what you imagined This isn't what you meant me to see The isn't what you'd bargained This isn't the life you choose to live This isn't the trust you chose to give This isn't the love you once entrusted This isn't the marriage to which you'd come in This isn't the daughter you once knew This isn't the love you walked into This isn't the hope you'd had before This isn't the love in fairytale's lore This isn't at all what you expected This isn't at all what you should have collected This isn't the right end for an angel This isn't, as it seems, quite so fatal But this is me Imperfect glory Oh, this is me With a sad, sad story This is me Timeless and dying This is me The blood I'm crying This is me The failure's jive This is me The end of a life This is me On sanity's cliff This is me Ready to drift This is me Desperate and wanting This is me Pretending and flaunting Yes, this is me Your youngest daughter And it's not at all what you wanted My dearest mother This is me The smoke, the pain This is me For loss, for gain This is me This is that baby This is me Now a young lady This is me Looking for love This is me Small and starstruck This is me On the wrong path This is me Treading on broken glass This is me Begging for help This is me ****** to hell This is me Waiting to be saved This is me Turning away This is me Nearing Death's door This is me Saying I can take no more This is me With smoke in my lungs This is me Absorbing the sun This is me With knife in hand This is me Enjoying the land This is me Pleasing those men This is me Washing my hands And this isn't what you wanted And this is why you cry And this isn't what I expected And this is why I wish to die Oh, this is why my mind is unclean This is why you weep This is why we couldn't foresee And this is why I can't sleep This is why the night is frightening This is the absence of hope Yet this is why we live And this is why we cope And this isn't life This is unidentified And this isn't strife This is why we live and die Maybe this is a maybe Maybe this is uncertainty Maybe this is a per say Maybe this is you, is me Yes, maybe this is human Though this is inhumane Maybe this is ******* And cannot be contained Maybe maybe is uncertainty Maybe maybe is insanity Maybe maybe is a waste of hope Maybe maybe is the knife at our throats This is me With a ring on my finger This is me With a kiss on my lips This is me With a love that lingers This is me With a sway to my hips This is my reflection So pretty, so ugly This is my reflection So imperfect, so me This is life Tiring and refreshing This is time A burden unrelenting These are my friends My children, my life These are my friends So perfect, so right And this is pain And this is gain And this is love And this is hate And this is trust And this is my place But first Foremost This is me.
#life#me#catharsis#self-hatred#self-acceptance
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Apr 6, 2013
Apr 6, 2013 at 1:26 PM UTC
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