Artistic Anger

Like a bird in its cage,
My songs are my only friend.
They're my cry out for attention,
Full of secrets I cant send.

I want more than a hug,
I need more than a kiss.
I wish you'd understand,
Instead of ignore and dismiss.

I wish I knew who I was,
So i could tell the whole earth.
But no one would care,
For all of the nothing its worth.

Ill burn all my pictures,
And destroy my whole self.
While feeding off pain,
Wishing I was somebody else.

Ill paint a picture of myself,
Walking into a sunset.
Thats my happy ending,
Fake and desperate.

I'll smile just for you,
A smile as bent as my spine.
Because Im bending backwards for you,
Just to see your smile shine.

And ill bottle all my pain,
And drink it up later on.
I'll cry and scream all night,
And pray for the break of dawn.

And my peak fits of rage,
They fit me oh so well.
They make me feel better,
Cuz they put you through hell.

I feel misplaced,
And like Im all alone.
I think its better this way,
Because Im best on my own.