**** the cutesy ****
i want you to cry
i want you to see the life
that tears the rest of us apart
to break down the façade
and see what’s really real
feel what you really feel
and let yourself fall apart
your molten components
will somehow reassemble
and you’ll feel it again
and again
and again

it’s all that there is
we just paint our colours on top
so we can smile
and get on with things
things that don’t matter
things that aren’t real
that are gone in a moment
like a ******* high
but we break ourselves for them
ever crawl toward them
all the while denying
what is there and so real