Poor little metal man
With your rusted bones
And creaking heart.
Cowering within
Your hollow shell
Of heartbreak and mistrust.
Walking through these halls,
Watching bright hearts
With hooded eyes
And a closed bust.
You will never know
How to love yourself
And because of this,
Will always be lost.
Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 9:10 PM UTC
Poor little metal man
With your rusted bones
And creaking heart.
Cowering within
Your hollow shell
Of heartbreak and mistrust.
Walking through these halls,
Watching bright hearts
With hooded eyes
And a closed bust.
You will never know
How to love yourself
And because of this,
Will always be lost.