There's a tiring time where i've seen many things;
from catastrophic fights and the tension it brings.
to potent diseases that kill and keep killing;
these tails are the kind that will keep your bones chilling.
you break and you shatter from a heartwarming story.
but your friends are the ones who receive all the glory.
you make up these lies to make it sound real.
but nothing is fake when you know how it feels..
to be part of a crowd that thinks you're so great.
when it turns out to be you're five minutes late,
to a meeting where people expected you there .
then all of a sudden those people are nothing but air.
you thought of relations and how they could work.
but nothing would help more than a comfortable shirt,
to lay down and die and disappear to the ground.
where nothing in there could ever be found.
not your body, no nothing - it won't take to long.
to decompose something already gone.
your soul is a mess but i'm trying to mend;
your body is dying , my deepest dark friend.
your eyes shrivel up and fall out the socket.
the change you have falls out from inside your pocket.
there's not much to do, but there is this to say:
I'm not what you asked for - Have a good day.
