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Take a look on the inside
I’m a vase and my creator knows me best
I am up on the top shelf
That’s where I think I belong
I am a real phony
I look like the real deal but I know I ain’t royalty
I think I am and say I’m top notch
But the people that know the real me know it’s just an act
From far I look like I can take a beating
I’m tough and I’m not easy to break
But it’s a long fall from the top shelf
It’s hard to put me back together
There’s super glue in the cracks of my soul
I have been passed around from shelf to shelf
Pretending I’m valuable
But these people don’t care about the core
They care about the beauty I can portray
Put some beautiful daisies for me to show off
While there’s dirty water and soil on the inside
You don’t care to clean up the mess you’ve made
So it keeps on piling on
Making it harder and harder to clean up
I’m too much to handle
I think I finally lost the battle
I am up on the top shelf
That’s where I think I belong
I am a real phony
I look like the real deal but I know I ain’t royalty
I think I am and say I’m top notch
But the people that know the real me know it’s just an act
From far I look like I can take a beating
I’m tough and I’m not easy to break
But it’s a long fall from the top shelf
It’s hard to put me back together
There’s super glue in the cracks of my soul
I have been passed around from shelf to shelf
Pretending I’m valuable
But these people don’t care about the core
They care about the beauty I can portray
Put some beautiful daisies for me to show off
While there’s dirty water and soil on the inside
You don’t care to clean up the mess you’ve made
So it keeps on piling on
Making it harder and harder to clean up
I’m too much to handle
I think I finally lost the battle
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