What are you coating What piece of sand Are you failing at? The piece of truth You cannot handle But never admit to such a failure. What it is about yourself that you will not accept Or acknowledge try to burry it deep With in whatever the drugs bad relationships turning into excuses a class-act teenager self-proclaimed neurosis casual sex slits in the skin and talks of suicide the gun in your hand for your family overachieving and acting the best at everything diverting away with tears from croc eyes a bad-ass attitude being unattainable except for two dependency and ignorance defenseless -rescue me- What do you use to cover the truth? Mutilate your flesh To expose the red-tinted orb- You know when you find it Because only the truth hurts.Birth sign: Gemini
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