Stuck in my head
I'd rather stay
Fighting these demons away....

Perfection
is overrated.

The moment you show your flaw your discarded
and left to die,
like the piece of broken shit you are...

Welcome to the Masquerade
Where all true fakes are gladly made.
The perfect mask to hide your pain
Cause we know you like to play this game.

A preview of my latest poem im working on.

Fake little friends
Ugly little lies
So sick of no one caring I just wanna die...

From my poem 'Failing at Life'

To you i'm a blank canvas,
but what you don't see is a picture already painted... why cant you see the real me.

I feel like were in two different worlds, cause when I reach out with my most heartfilled intentions...my cries fall on deaf ears.