Who doesn't like to be praised Howsoever undeserving Sychophants do the job Just turning on flattery **** They not only praise you May show excessive respect Mopping floor before you step Dusting your shoes instead They agree with everything you say and do For favours you're fooled Sychophants everywhere In every sphere These wastrels worse than foes Praise hungry don't know Turn blind to satisfy their ego
i cast no shadow beneath the white sun amidst the sea of swaying green and my skin is see through and passes through the blades of grass like a projection a hallucination in no one's head am i even real? there is no colour on these sickly bones but i feel the warmth of red seeping through my transparent mind am i even real? i feel like a ghost with no grave a ghost that has not died just yet a ghost trying to look for something for anything for everything while having no eyes.
Every body is always trying to understand Even to force All of these binary oppositions On everything and everyone But here I am An odd one out I am everything and nothing I am a saint And I am a sinner I am happy And I am sad I am male And I am female I am a child And I am an adult I am dead And I am alive I am everything And I am nothing.
Guys don't like girls like me pretty to the eyes with insides ugly a past so aghast a mind so contrast a tongue so sharp a mess of shards all I'll be is me and me being me isn't **** I'm repulsive I'm impulsive I'm not impressive but very expressive, some days I'm cold some days I do what I'm told some days I give you the fight of your life some days I wish for you to make me your wife, guys don't like girls like me chained to my fears appearing to be free I can smile in my pain then cry in my regrets keeping my heat safe I'll love you in my brain, all I wish is for a guy like me to like me for who I am and not what he wants me to be a chance, a risk, a gamble a love story in shambles.