RavinRaych
Bluelighter
watch her jump
hate escaping from the soles of her shoes
she crushes up the stencil
placed into her mind
or at least it was
so she could be "perfect"
produce an overrated image
clone the preferred hypocrisy...
she's tired of retracing the same lines
of a picture she has came to be
and hated every bit of
It's taken too long to get back around
to the same person she hated before
and
she thinks.
how long did it take her?
to realize she wasn't fit to wear lipstick
on lips that were already beautiful enough.
she was too unenthused to stand
morning after morning
for a county who would not stand for her
and back around the stencil she went
after the blessing of being placed
into the hands of education
oh the merry-go-round, is far from merry
and she's jumping off
her lips are chapped
and legs are weak
but she's not through jumping
she's not through screaming
into the ears of people
who have volunteered to be deaf
and to ignore the sounds of their conciseness
beating down the edges of their thoughts
trying to escape and change the record
that's been playing so long,
that maybe you don't even hear it
but she does
clear as fingernails down the chalkboard
And maybe she never will be satisfied
at what the given boundaries are
but to you
all she will ever be
is just another rebellious seventeen year old.
hate escaping from the soles of her shoes
she crushes up the stencil
placed into her mind
or at least it was
so she could be "perfect"
produce an overrated image
clone the preferred hypocrisy...
she's tired of retracing the same lines
of a picture she has came to be
and hated every bit of
It's taken too long to get back around
to the same person she hated before
and
she thinks.
how long did it take her?
to realize she wasn't fit to wear lipstick
on lips that were already beautiful enough.
she was too unenthused to stand
morning after morning
for a county who would not stand for her
and back around the stencil she went
after the blessing of being placed
into the hands of education
oh the merry-go-round, is far from merry
and she's jumping off
her lips are chapped
and legs are weak
but she's not through jumping
she's not through screaming
into the ears of people
who have volunteered to be deaf
and to ignore the sounds of their conciseness
beating down the edges of their thoughts
trying to escape and change the record
that's been playing so long,
that maybe you don't even hear it
but she does
clear as fingernails down the chalkboard
And maybe she never will be satisfied
at what the given boundaries are
but to you
all she will ever be
is just another rebellious seventeen year old.
