you slaughter them
one
by one
and you're a modern day miracle
so indie you hurt
so scene
your a cut out
carbon copy of
a written down will
forgotten and then remembered
you smile but your teeth stained with red don't smile back
and it is as it should be
because its Gods will right?
you forget darling what you once knew,
and i the defender assigned to your case
cant block out the screams of your wayward youth
and its you RIGHT
its YOUR choice,
and i could have told you that
freedom
isn't just in the choice,
you look at it like its always been right
but i remember
silent prays
uttered in basements
long left to the underground
and i cant but help think
that all the memories
you hold so close have been replaced with
what should have been
and its easy too do
his boxes of memories could have gotten mixed up with yours
its easy to do,
late nights
and muted lines
whats yours is mine
but you forgot your broken
you forgot your incomplete
you forgot who created you
don't you remember that call
the stirring of the spirit
how long will you mute the lines
don't you know your just watering down the color.
i don't know you now
and i didn't really know you then
but somehow i still see you
knowing its just the ghost of who you used to be.
the swing set by your house still doesn't swing