Your Style Can Not Dominate
Not Being Crude, Not Spreading Hate
I'm Just Spreading The Word, Going To Radiate
Even Without It, You'd Probably Meet Your Fate

Taking You Down Has Become My Mission
Going To Split Your Mind, Sanity Fission
And Your World In Two, Territorial Division
I'm Coming At You With Insane Precision

Not Going To Rush, Going To Be Tactical
Make Sure My Plans Are 100% Practical
Attacking Aimlessly Would Be Impractical
Give My People A Show, Theatrical

I'm Flawless, You're Flawed
When People Hear My Words, They Applaud
When They Hear yours? They Call The Firing Squad
I Don't Think Inside The Box, I Think Abroad

I'm Guessing By Now You Must Be Hurting
You Coming To Me, Asking For Some Kind Of Converting
The Topic Kills You, You're Diverting
To You. I'm Quite Alerting

I never used to look at my friends like flowers
Never thought they could be plucked out
Before, I danced in my imagination
With the word ‘forever’ sketched into every blade of grass
I used to close my eyes and smile
Because every part of the world I was involved in seemed
Just right
The pieces of my puzzle just fit together
But when you remove a flawed piece
It doesn’t keep it as a whole
But keeps it with a hole instead
You can’t build a brick wall without bricks
Or a chain without links
Air doesn’t act like glue
And the pit in my stomach
Can’t be fixed without you
The thought of you not here
Is like a movie playing in an empty theatre
Shoes hung up on a telephone wire
This is a poem because white noise doesn’t fill
It just leaves a light buzz in your ears
The anticipation of a rock being thrown into water
And waiting
Waiting
Waiting for a noise that won’t come
Waiting for your seat at the back of the class
To be sat in
Waiting for jokes to be funny again
For someone’s hug to feel the same
Waiting for the space made by you
And your absence
To be filled again

We go after stuff just to make us feel whole
It’s our therapeutic way to gain some control
It’s a kiss on the neck, or that burn down our throat
The stories we tell make us feel less remote

We **** up our lives just to give ourselves purpose
Earn trophies and badges to feel less worthless
Sleep with a few strangers and break a few laws
Cause we’re already ******, can’t you tell by our flaws?

there are
no clouds
in the blue sky,
yet it's still flawed.

there is
make up on
your beautiful face,
yet you're still *flawed.