#retell
She would hand out pieces of herself to those she found friendly
But when a person she thought she could love stumbled on through
She gathered everything she was and put it in their lap
Until one day the person she loved let her drop to the floor
Now when it comes to those she thinks she can love
She hesitates on handing them one tiny crumb
Jul 2, 2021
Jul 2, 2021 at 11:04 AM UTC
by Arcassin Burnham
My head hurts,
The beds shaking,
I'm breathing heavy,
Hot in this room,
the birds are singing,
I'm keeping it steady,
looking at attention to detail..
the peace is gone,
everyone's yelling,
fights breaking out,
still hot as hell,
nothing to do,
but get away from this,
as long as there is nothing to retell..
and I can't stress this enough,
why is my life just so tough,
all I want is beauty in a plastic red cup,
I might as well just give everything up,
if you could take away the stress,
that'll be great,
but if you make it worse through life as a cheapskate,
Don't talk to me,
Don't talk to me,
My head hurts,
The beds shaking,
I'm breathing heavy,
Hot in this room,
the birds are singing,
I'm keeping it steady,
looking at attention to detail..
the peace is gone,
everyone's yelling,
fights breaking out,
still hot as hell,
nothing to do,
but get away from this,
as long as there is nothing to retell.
Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 12:07 AM UTC