froggygirl
Ex-Bluelighter
I,
Built as an ancient stone monument
Slowly crumbling away as
time brushes against my skin.
Every little thing,
slowly wearing me down.
The dirty looks
Crumble, crumble...
The failure and constant reminders
of what I should be and what I'm really not.
Standing tall
Standing strong
crumble
Not tall enough.
Not strong enough...
I'm not good enough?
crumble..
Too fat, too weak, too shy, too me...
Trembling...
Wasting away, slowly, mindlessly,
fearing that awful day,
That the last piece falls...
and my last breath is felt..
Built as an ancient stone monument
Slowly crumbling away as
time brushes against my skin.
Every little thing,
slowly wearing me down.
The dirty looks
Crumble, crumble...
The failure and constant reminders
of what I should be and what I'm really not.
Standing tall
Standing strong
crumble
Not tall enough.
Not strong enough...
I'm not good enough?
crumble..
Too fat, too weak, too shy, too me...
Trembling...
Wasting away, slowly, mindlessly,
fearing that awful day,
That the last piece falls...
and my last breath is felt..

