Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Caged

Cry or Cum

Everything ends so quietly

So cold and shadowless

We put on fake faces

No one sees our shame

This is real, real pain

I'm here to abuse

I'm here to confuse

I'm here to amuse you so

Look in my face - hide behind your wall

It's been a good day after all

I learn to hate myself everyday

Told to cry or cum

I'll lick your heals till my mouth bleeds

Maybe you'll kick me some

Left them both in strangers hands

Not a clue of what's humane

Came running back out

To tell me a secret

Closed my eyes and

Turned the other way

A brilliantly colored bird that has had its wings cut off. It still tries to fly but with every attempt its hope sinks into sorrow. I need my wings back...I want to be able to fly. I need to be free.

11:35 p.m. - 2003-05-08

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