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Nov 2017
All these things,
mean nothing to me,
stop giving me gifts,
you can’t buy me with things,

I’m on a flight with no baggage,
only carry on so carry on,
just checking in I just checked in on a flight,
gone into the light of the night so if you’re checking for me I’m already gone,

on a flight with no baggage,
can’t get used to taking this abuse,
I mean I know we’re all monsters,
but that’s no excuse,

and I know we usually destroy our own lives,
so why even try to improve I mean really what’s the use?

Destroying our own cities,
look what horrors we’ve become,
toying with our own citizens,
becoming old and alone instead of together and young,

living long enough to see ourselves become the villains,
growing ugly and old instead of dying beautiful and young,

oh Lord what have we done?

And I just want to escape,
please I want to leave and go anywhere but here,
see you don’t own me I’m not your doll,
so don’t call me baby or sweetie or honey or dear,

I am not any one of your things to be given,
I am not responsible for your oppressed childhood tears,

I am bigger than that,
I am bigger than you,
I am the Cheshire Cat,
I am the moon,

I am bigger than big,
I am a monster to monsters,
so no do not try and control me,
because I conquer those that try and conquer,

a monster,
with metallic scales and electric hair,
I grip your tiny Hell of a shell and crush your rig caged fury,
I step forward the earth quakes and my black eyes rage,

little man please,
hitting me doesn’t make you’re weak self stronger,
and I know I put up with your passive aggressive attacks before,
but I’ve turned into a monster and won’t put up with it any longer,

you’ve turned me into a monster,

so I’m standing up,
to all the times I’ve been knocked down,
I’m getting you out of my life,
and I’m getting me out of this town,

out of this place,
away from these things,
and I swear to God I’ll cut off my fckn finger,
if that’s what it takes to lose this ring,

all these things,
mean nothing to me,
stop giving me gifts,
you can’t buy me with things,

I’m on a flight with no baggage,
only carry on so carry on,
just checking in I just checked in on a flight,
gone into the light of the night so if you’re checking for me I’m already gone…

∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
Written by
Aaron LaLux  33/M/Hollywood
(33/M/Hollywood)   
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