It's written on a stone finger deep and will not wash away. It comes back to my head in my sleep, it cannot help but stay. And even in the day wide awake this will not leave me alone I can't belive it's for my sake, I'm only flesh and bone. It compels me to write lyrics like these, which just confuse me more Sometimes it lets me do what I please, but when I'm glass eyed bored It sneaks inside me and wakes me up, going against the grain If ever I take but a sup it brings back all the pain. There seems only one way to kill it, to give it what it wants And lower it into the pit with the hateful pain it flaunts. Life's so confusing, I feel alone, but still hold onto friends, I make these mistakes, I'm flesh and bone and will be till the end.
Reason for writing:
Why I write poetry.
Birth sign: Taurus
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