Ooo, I ain’t hated myself like this in a little while
Just feeling utterly vile
Face blemished around a yellow smile
And a big fat body that brings a throat full of bile
I’m feeling like a little child
Crashing off the sugar high after running round all wild
Fragile and brittle and kind of completely exhausted
Why’s this bubbled up? Let me source it
It never even went away
Just been lurking
I move through, make it look like the tricks’ve
Been working
But that clean slate’s all dirty
And it’s hurting
I feel like every single cell is ugly
All my clothes fit frumpy
Terrified he’ll see me like I do and dump me
Spend everyday in a body I hate so I’m grumpy
I feel all this pressure, like I’m meant to be the sun beam
But all I encompass is darkness
And it’s hunting
Looking for any slither of pain
Worth stunting
Hang the red bunting
I got a glittering blade and it’s stunning
You better get running
Cos I’m in no mood to turn your day around
I just want to run everything good I’ve got
Into the ground
Too quiet, too loud
Too insecure, too proud
Too awkward, too sound
Too lost, too found
Too statuesque, too clown
Too then, too now
Too broken
To fix
Too stuck in my pit
Where I spend every single day
I’ll destroy myself, I promise
Don’t worry that it’s false swearing
And don’t bother try caring
You won’t love the hatred out of me
Won’t suddenly make me gorgeous
Because as forceful as you can make
Your heartfelt laws
My anarchic positivity is lawless.
By Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 