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square shaped puppets
I mistook brutality for love again
and walked into the arms of change
She looked me over in semi-distaste
and told me it was all for my own good
that I lose the things that make me, me
I’d fit better in a box
Through the windows I watched sulphur rain
and observed the corrosion of who I was
with the belief that who I’d be
would be more luminescent than who I am
if only…
And it’s a sentence I can’t finish
because it doesn’t have an answer
Without who I am
without who I was
I’m just an animated ghost in a corpse
a puppet of sinew and bones
a vessel of blood with nothing to beat for
I mistook brutality for love again
and walked into the arms of change
felt the tingles up my spine
when the mad scientist flashed in her eyes
and imagined me on the cutting board
carved up for her fantasy of love
She didn’t yet know
that no matter how she tried
to cut me down to size
I was never going to fit in the box
© Indie Adams 2014
and walked into the arms of change
She looked me over in semi-distaste
and told me it was all for my own good
that I lose the things that make me, me
I’d fit better in a box
Through the windows I watched sulphur rain
and observed the corrosion of who I was
with the belief that who I’d be
would be more luminescent than who I am
if only…
And it’s a sentence I can’t finish
because it doesn’t have an answer
Without who I am
without who I was
I’m just an animated ghost in a corpse
a puppet of sinew and bones
a vessel of blood with nothing to beat for
I mistook brutality for love again
and walked into the arms of change
felt the tingles up my spine
when the mad scientist flashed in her eyes
and imagined me on the cutting board
carved up for her fantasy of love
She didn’t yet know
that no matter how she tried
to cut me down to size
I was never going to fit in the box
© Indie Adams 2014
Published 22nd Aug 2014
| Edited 11th Oct 2014
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22nd Aug 2014 9:38pm
Witty and emotive ( I use that word too much, but its true)
this may be off point...
but I always found it amusing how people who love us for being unique...later in life groan because we don't mold into their "idea" of right.
Excellence Indie!!!
this may be off point...
but I always found it amusing how people who love us for being unique...later in life groan because we don't mold into their "idea" of right.
Excellence Indie!!!
Thank you Souladareatease for your lovely comment. It is sad but true that there are people who despite being drawn to our individuality end up wanting to tame it. Thanks again for stopping by and leaving your thoughts :)
