they're screaming "monster" because i love him
they're coming at me with their pistols and their grins
and i'm running for my life, trying to escape my fate
but i'm really close, to just giving in.
if i turn and let the bullets fly
i'm just as brave as a cowardly lion
if i run and run and run for my life
i'm stubborn and stupid and mean
but i keep hurting the ones i love
i keep running away and leaving and lying
and i don't mean to cause the pain i have
i would take it back, can i take it back?
but it's too late for that.
it's too late to take it back
so i'll live with this stain
on me and my life forever
i'll live with this pain
think about it until it devours
every thought and dream i have
every rose turned to thorns
it will devour every inch of my being
and i will turn.
i will turn and let it.
i will turn and face those screaming and calling me names i will turn and i will stare right into their eyes and that's when they'll know, that, is when they'll know.
they wanted a monster.
so i became one.
i hope you're happy now.
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butterfly kisses and sorrow misses
الشعرi don't know yet i just need to put these things that are in my head onto paper or i might lose my mind have i already lost it? poems I wrote as the clouds were brewing.
