Big eyes and crooked smile
she seems like the kind of girl oh so worthwhile
like she never lost the purity of a child.

In society it's like a prize,
to find humanity confined to it's purest lies.
No one is left innocent, everyone gets chastised
For the ******, they float inside of us
and not beyond our eyes.

we are all broken, torn apart,
put together by our hearts
and once all hope is lost we abandon our tarts,
leave the mad tea party
with a broken heart

yet, we observe, when belief and ego takes over
adults become drunk children hard to get sober
cigarettes and alcohol and drugs to play and play
abusing human bodies, individual, connected or slain

So
Big eyes and crooked smile,
quick breathes, blue blacked knuckles on cursed tiles
pain making her eyes bleed and her lungs fill with bile
heart torn, dreams worn
beat down on the ground trying to make no sound
waiting for a hug, a kiss, a missed look to make her swoon
like she stopped feeling loved once she got an open wound.