they hide laughing behind a bathroom stall
some scared some unaware
of the weirdest kid roaming the hall

nodding his head o so low
he remembers all that he said,
last night when he typed
all he could feel
on 8 little lines of all that is real

The weight of the heavens lies on my shoulders,
and so I hold up the sky with no questions.
A piece of my soul is lost every time I pass you by,
not a second is lost in your life when you watch me die.

The two faced clover just turned a new red,
no one believes me when I confess all you’ve said.
Silence me and steep on my throat when you feel hurt,
truth buries you deep and your lies are the dirt.

My life is lonely since I lost who I can trust,
my love is spiteful since the last time we did touch.
I was born to be alone, rightful, and free.
I won’t let my foes watch as I turn into dust.

The weight of the heavens lies on my shoulders,
the inner light and darkness keep me somber.
I get lost dreaming of the sky,
I wait my lonely time until my kingdom comes by.

you don't know how it feels
you're not here anymore
every morning mourning for him
to give you back to me

I hear footsteps from the clouds
either god's feet or hooves from great spirits,
looking above from my dusty doorway I get lovesick
longing to see with these little eyes-
unworthy.

just a typical nobody
heart shaken from
a particular somebody
maybe I'm even mistaken
that see notices what's alive
since she always leaves feeling dead inside

you were so content keeping to yourself  crying in the corner

Filling the empty space
With silent symphonies
Of sorrow and solace
A solo profromace
In this theater of solitude
~
Epilog.
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father was downstairs trying to get the power back
mom was in the attic getting high off of alcohol
brothers in their rooms addicted to
P o r no graphy.
Me? Planning to **** myself silently in this
Theater
Of
Solitude