Harboring the symphonic sadness
Upon befell the night skies
Fabricating melancholic madness
Bearing ghe tales of the broken ties

The gloomy hourglass didn't skip sand
Lingering on the alluring lies
Draining contentment from these frolic hands
Upon befell the night skies

Bearing grace, anguish it spreads
Singing the tales of the broken ties
Bearing the echos of the past I dread
Upon befell the night skies!

Evicting poison in this chemical. Irrelevance...
I'm a girl.
My many symptoms.
Shine example  lack of genitals
As evidence....
Its medicine. Thats meant to cut.
The confusion.
To a conclusion.
I'm inevitable going to get it cut..
The guy I want...
Will set us up...
Hes got ****. And love.
Lots of fun wont get enough...
If im actually swallowing
The letters spelled
In devils blood
Mom ***** dad. Dad had a ****
I got one that ******* actually settles it...
Its not the devil. Its my heavrns wish.
To solve these gender quips
Like **** boy...
Tuvk your ***** in
You'll scare away the feminists
Or eminem your **** is big
I dont pretend its that big
When I mention it
But staring off to space
Makes me wet and crave
A thought to mention it
If only my left 12 year old brain
Could pleasure it
I'd leave home.
**** my dad. 8 mile road
Us together yep...
******* I'm a boy
I'm confused whst ******* road is this...
Conforming to a stormy pattern
Of ignoring anything
They're ordering...
Smoking grass and bordering
Whats more to me
Than ***** dreams of you in mortal
Wounds with me torn between
Your ******* cranium.
And ghe way
You don't say bless you
Just ignore my sneeze..
Now you buy me presents...
Like I was never going to have you notice me...
Chocolates ugh disgusting they make me hofny so abnormally....
Its performing.. acts I shoulder lean...
I wanted Chris roan to notice me
But he loves something im without
You can perform the scene
Alone and we.
Forget it. I'm sore and sweet
Like **** this hurricane of enormity
And **** these tears form into poetry... im alone. The story seems.
I'm abnormally and disproportionately totally
Utterly and informally...
Requesting your attention...
Dress up. **** once I swsllow this
Cordially extend your mobile flex and text me... ill get a message if I'm meant to see...
Eventually... i guess ill be... left without a purpose....
A turtle for a shell... no cloister. Squirtle. Water pistol.. just my dads
Hand me down... squirt gun... ***** with a perfect circumcision... still no ****** identity or purpose...
This ain't right.. fix it first...
And get you search...
Your so **** worth it...
Morph and you'll be perfect...
Maybe not 8 mile wide but at least you'll scratch the surface

Introvert with many questions.
Slip into fates fine direction
Of heat that sweet
And feet that ache
Of growing pains see the seasons change.
Of lies that fall
On common ears
Believed in tribes far from here
Speak onto many
With poise and grace
And make ghe choice to
Slowly change
The voice you hate
That rumbles loud
Is false beliefs
You feed the clouds
It goes around and befuddles
Masses
If seeking change
You have first to ask it
You want the truth
Free from strife.
The packaged deal
Reveal your lies.
Live with purpose
Certain faith
And find the worth
Against your current grain