I don't smile anymore because the sky stole all my teeth Ripped them from my gums- what a *****, rotten thief Said "I've run out of stars, so I'll be needing these." Then left me in confusion while myΒ empty mouth now bleeds
I don't cry anymore because the clouds stole all my liquid Ripped it from my eyes and told me I was being stupid They fluttered back away, and left me high and dry My body is a desert, and I think that I may die
I don't fight anymore, because the moon stole my roughness It beat me blue and ****** just to prove it was still toughest I'm left as a burnt out lightbulb, whose head rattles around Breaking into shattered pieces,Β Β being crunched up on the ground
This was an older piece of mine I decided to revise.