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She's a diamond, while I am coal.
I am the coal, black and boring.
Set me on fire while I am alive.
Watch me burn,
Watch me die.
She is the diamond, shiny and attention-grabbing.
Lay your greedy hands on the whore.
She's there for the looks and money,
No real work,
She receives the perks.
We both wanted him,
But I bit my tongue.
What a fool I would be to ask for his heart.
He sees me as a footrest,
Only here for support and only when he needs it,
The demand for me is limited.
He lusts for her seductive nature,
Her glare blinding his eyes,
She's tearing him apart with her sharp edges,
It kills me to witness.
"I can't hurt you.
I glimmer,
she burns."
"But she is my support,
my joy,
she cares."
"She is but a coal,
weak and pitiful.
You want that?
The spineless coward?
The killer?
She's thirsty for your heartbreak,
but my fingers are gentle,
let me hold you."
His situation is himself.
I love him more than I could scream,
But I maintain my silence,
I suffer in the dark.
I see his sorrow and hate,
I beg without a soul,
I've given up on it,
I should inform him.
"My dear, I am dead.
My dear, hang your head.
Your shame,
Your misery,
Foolish boy, you brought this on yourself.
The floozy,
Your lover,
Is nothing but a fraud.
A cheap, good-for-nothing slut who's flawed.
I've been yearning for you for months,
I thought it was my time to shine.
But you don't notice my pleas.
You're more concerned with that bitch,
Not me sobbing on my knees.
I loathe your love,
Your senseless harlot.
You're just another tally for her score,
The concubine who only wants more.
You make me feel like a dog,
Keeping me away from your mind.
You two can eat your hearts out.
Promise you'll leave me be.
I'm sick of my addiction to you.
Another boy who turned his back on me.
I am clumsy,
I am disgusting,
I am bloody.
I almost dared to ask:
Can we both be ugly?"
I am the coal, black and boring.
Set me on fire while I am alive.
Watch me burn,
Watch me die.
She is the diamond, shiny and attention-grabbing.
Lay your greedy hands on the whore.
She's there for the looks and money,
No real work,
She receives the perks.
We both wanted him,
But I bit my tongue.
What a fool I would be to ask for his heart.
He sees me as a footrest,
Only here for support and only when he needs it,
The demand for me is limited.
He lusts for her seductive nature,
Her glare blinding his eyes,
She's tearing him apart with her sharp edges,
It kills me to witness.
"I can't hurt you.
I glimmer,
she burns."
"But she is my support,
my joy,
she cares."
"She is but a coal,
weak and pitiful.
You want that?
The spineless coward?
The killer?
She's thirsty for your heartbreak,
but my fingers are gentle,
let me hold you."
His situation is himself.
I love him more than I could scream,
But I maintain my silence,
I suffer in the dark.
I see his sorrow and hate,
I beg without a soul,
I've given up on it,
I should inform him.
"My dear, I am dead.
My dear, hang your head.
Your shame,
Your misery,
Foolish boy, you brought this on yourself.
The floozy,
Your lover,
Is nothing but a fraud.
A cheap, good-for-nothing slut who's flawed.
I've been yearning for you for months,
I thought it was my time to shine.
But you don't notice my pleas.
You're more concerned with that bitch,
Not me sobbing on my knees.
I loathe your love,
Your senseless harlot.
You're just another tally for her score,
The concubine who only wants more.
You make me feel like a dog,
Keeping me away from your mind.
You two can eat your hearts out.
Promise you'll leave me be.
I'm sick of my addiction to you.
Another boy who turned his back on me.
I am clumsy,
I am disgusting,
I am bloody.
I almost dared to ask:
Can we both be ugly?"
Literature
Fuck Society
"You can't be pretty,
Without being skinny."
That's what they say,
So I start dieting,
And starving myself,
To follow their way.
"You have a disorder,
If you look too skinny."
So that's what I do,
I start to gain,
But it doesn't feel the same,
How much do I even weigh?
"You need to cover up,
If you still don't wear make-up."
I start to wear make-up,
But I don't feel pretty,
I feel like I'm suffocating,
My mom takes pity.
"Don't cover up too much,
You'll look like a slut."
I stop wearing make-up,
They want everything,
Instead of messing people up,
Why can't they choose something.
"Don't you dare cry,
Hold it in with a sigh."
I dry my
Literature
I was taught right from wrong
I was taught right from wrong
By a murderer
I was taught truth from lies
By a magician
I was taught who my friends were
By my enemy
I was taught to be honest
By a professional liar
I was taught to always speak my mind
By being told to keep quiet
I was taught to be kind
By someone that beat me down
I was taught to smile
By someone who could never wipe a scowl of their face
I was taught to love
By being abused
I was taught to live
By someone who was already dead
I was taught to perform
By someone with stage fright
I was taught to be excellent
By someone that failed in everything
I was taught to rely on only my self
By being su
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You're Not?
You're anorexic if you're thin
You're not? Then you're obese.
If you're different, you're insane
You're not? Then you're a fake.
If you're happy, you're hiding something.
You're not? You must be emo.
If you're dating, you're a slut.
You're not? You must have no friends.
If you're popular, you're a jerk.
You're not? You're a nobody.
If you're quiet, you must be disabled.
You're not? You obnoxious freak.
If you're you, you're wrong.
You're not?
Then you must be perfect.
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