Avoiding positivity,
You feel like dirt,
So you decide to sweep yourself under the
rug.
Hiding and cowering described as
Self enlightenment
Trying to get relief from the immense pain
that suffocates daily,
You act out with a bandaid
The short relief, blessed relief.
However great it might feel,
Only distorts the reality of effectiveness.
Sudden relief mimics an intense high
It's time to understand that all
Bandaids,
are fleeting.
Some cause more than they cover
Countless marks of addiction and desperation,
cover your skin
Come out from under the rug
It's time to heal
Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 1:48 AM UTC
Avoiding positivity,
You feel like dirt,
So you decide to sweep yourself under the
rug.
Hiding and cowering described as
Self enlightenment
Trying to get relief from the immense pain
that suffocates daily,
You act out with a bandaid
The short relief, blessed relief.
However great it might feel,
Only distorts the reality of effectiveness.
Sudden relief mimics an intense high
It's time to understand that all
Bandaids,
are fleeting.
Some cause more than they cover
Countless marks of addiction and desperation,
cover your skin
Come out from under the rug
It's time to heal
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