They look at me
Without really looking at me
All They can see
Is what They want me to be
I hear all critiques
They try to disguise
They’ve burned me to ashes
I’m no phoenix; I can’t rise
I’ve tried and failed and tried
To desecrate who I am
No matter what I change
It’s not good enough for Them
So I lay here in the blackness
And try and fail and try
I lay here in the ashes
I’m no phoenix; I can’t rise.
Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 1:33 PM UTC
They look at me
Without really looking at me
All They can see
Is what They want me to be
I hear all critiques
They try to disguise
They’ve burned me to ashes
I’m no phoenix; I can’t rise
I’ve tried and failed and tried
To desecrate who I am
No matter what I change
It’s not good enough for Them
So I lay here in the blackness
And try and fail and try
I lay here in the ashes
I’m no phoenix; I can’t rise.
Maybe I should’ve called it Phoenix, but whatevs