red band

That little red band around my wrist
that tiny lie I tie to myself
just like at tattoo i cannot remove
upon it my life shall ever rest
it symbolises something that doesn’t exist
as life has formed a dastardly cyst
i convince myself that i’m just weak
and that everyone can have their piece
but as my mother leaves
i cannot help but sob and grieve
for i know that the dream is over
for happiness will never settle
sweet girls have tried
but it’s all in vain
beauty to me is all but slain
for never am i good enough
and never shall i be
as i look down upon the red wristlet
rubber and fake
as i feel everything to be
and the lie quoted upon it
only to deceive
cheapened by the times
“love” did it read

this isn't a re-edit or anything of the like, i wrote this as it came and hope you can enjoy it for what it is :) .