"True Colors"
I dislike who I am
More than others will ever know
In fact I can't stand
The way I can't let go
Of who I used to be
And those nights screaming in pain
And why I can not see
I'm the one to blame
I am burned out and low
And have been criticized by those
Who said they loved me though
That was a long time ago
I hate pathetic parts of me
That I pretend don't exist
Along with insecurities
I wish didn't persist
No matter where I run
I can't escape the past
In fact I'm rather stunned
I made it here at last
But I still abuse myself
Sometimes when luck escapes
I place this liquor on a shelf
I burn my insides 'til I break
Until I can finally realize
That change comes from inside
I'll never save these eyes
From seeing blood beside
The floor as I pour more
And more onto white tiles
That leak under doors
Perhaps more than a mile
Each scar represents a failed
Attempt to exhale and die
Peacefully but to no avail
As my plans run awry
What am I doing
Here standing in line?
Its not worth pursuing
This life is a waste of my time
And yours too as well
I've kept you long enough
You're bored I can tell
Of my bitter disgust
Well I am too indeed
But I can't seem to change
Don't ever be like me
This life is mine to claim
Its taken me this long
To realize I need aid
But I'm always in the wrong
So I'll smoke again today
















very beautiful
I can see myself in it aswell tho