maybe i was beautiful once,
maybe it was a tuesday.
you did not notice it but
maybe it's because you can't see me.

and people will only love you
as long as they can touch you,
fingertips piercing souls
popping every body's bubble.

i am not sunshine & roses
i am not what your mother would
have me be
but i can claw my way out of almost
anything and for this, you will always
owe me.

this is getting a little old now,
like my skin, your excuses,
that gleam in your eye. this is
getting a little cold now,
as i walk out the door without
saying goodbye.

if you wanted to love me, i can handle that.
i can zip it up inside my mouth,
cook your dinners and hold your hand.
but whatever
this
is i can do without.
there are truths you would never understand.

i could stay your mediocre puppet, fattening up
day after day after
day
i could embody the lies you tell yourself
to stay warm and keep the monsters at bay

but

maybe i Was beautiful once.
and just maybe it was a tuesday
you did not notice it but
maybe it's because you can't see me.

03/27/2019

Posted on 03/27/2019
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