It rained in my head for months on end
At times i connected with the pollen in the wind
Spring felt like summer and fall felt like winter
Who would’ve expected this to feel like  blisters
I used a smile and pearly whites
to hide from what I trully cried about for nights
Anything noticeable goes unnoticed
A heavy tongue can become so potent
Conflict of judgement leads to open wounds
Why are you Disturbed by everything but the truth
Are the Pretty lies playing upon your ears
Not even looking at your potential or what you can realistically should not fear