Notice the chill. The chill that comes with realizing how long it has been since you stopped.
Do you remember? When you were alone in the midst of society? When you took a moment to listen to yourself? When you gave in to the roaring behind your ears?
Release clouds my judgement Or perhaps clears it For I've lived under your hold for so long That everything feels different Hazily familiar Eerily distant
Lust demands action Selfishness becomes addiction Empty words of admiration Grand gestures displaying affection Eyes full of adoration Until the moment of affirmation At which point everything becomes a result of corruption Also known as the unforgettable transformation The falling apart of all infatuation
Love demands nothing Instead one finds them self automatically eradicating All things that aren't exonerating The one that they've found ravishing And the mind begins fragmenting Without forewarning As happens to be the sign of one interlacing Their thoughts with the one they've unconsciously been worshiping.
Convince me of my beauty I'll retort with my blemished being And accept not the superfluous comments
There's great reason Behind my distaste for empty compliments You may believe you have given me a gift But it's really just a reminder That I am not what people say That I will not be what I wish That I need others to remind me of my worth When in reality There is no real worth that I need to be reminded of.
Maybe it's just me, but every time, every single time, the spotlight turns from you, the light turns dark and the line goes dead, and no one ever even gets a glimpse of the supporting act. Maybe it's just me.