i was everything you wanted me to be
perfect as can be
so why wont you notice me ?

i could move mountains but you’d still ignore
if i were to shout you’d be deaf to every word
so absurd
if i were to leave
you wouldn’t even notice i was gone
where did i go wrong?

a good child is just a shell and a reflection of their parent’s wishes
and
with the amount of love i gave you
i could of used it to heal all of my deepest wounds
it was all simply for you
every calculated move
yet you didn’t appreciate a thing
but im still bruised
its as if i don’t exist to you until i take a misstep
such a shame
fanning a never-ending flame
that’ll never fade
but as we both grow with age
i’ll never be free of such an emotional cage
but you’ll rest and fall asleep
once you rest your feet
while i’ll sit alone with these thoughts that i’ll forever keep
love is just a delicacy
so why didn’t you make it for me?
no place to be
just in a drifting zone with fading memories
of the people that used to be so close to me
how could i become so lonely ?
why aren’t i free?

still trapped in a mason jar tied alongside fairy lights
its so bright
dressed in a golden cocoon
but i hardly feel alright
and on my darkest nights here i couldn’t see the moon
did i waste my prime years on being a fool?
did i lose my youth?
left wondering if there was something i could do.
you wont be disappointed , will you?

i always allowed myself to bend till i broke
but you always seemed to question why i was laying on the cold ground
should i just go?
i gave clear signs
that i was deteriorating
when i’m under pressure and i fold, does it mean i’m weak?
but i feel like i was just too strong for far too long

i just need an answer please
left here patching up my wounds
and you complain about the mess when i bleed
you’re yelling yelling while i cant breathe
forgive me, will you?
and if you’re going to tell me you’re disappointed just please do it this time with ease
if our worlds collided youd complain that i was taking up your space
and i hold too much love to ruin your house of cards with my hidden ace
with my ability to check-mate
and i’ll let all this hardened concrete that’s
entangled within the delicate parts of my wings lose grip and fall to dust
i’ll grow my own luck straight from the damp soil
that has been saturated through years of tears
extract it like oil
plant my fears and plant dreams
and fly away like a
butterfly
and i’ll be alright
completely weightless