Bad Moods and Ballads

[layentwinedhere]

This is something I just banged out in a few minutes. It's still raw, so I guess if I fix it, I'll just have to edit. :shrug:

You have your way
of making me so guilty
and so at fault for everything
you strike me with an undue anger
that I don't know how to handle

And though I've traveled a safe distance
from the person I once was
I find my way back to catatonia around you
unwilling and unable
and speech becomes extrinsic
and breaths come quickly and closely together
and I can actually feel my heart sinking
down to the floor along with me

There are so many things you verbalize
and so many I hold back
and then things
that I still, sometimes, wonder..
that I don't want to know

And I love the way you tell me
who I am
and how I feel
how right you can be
and how wrong...

I wonder how you can seem so bothered
when your words cut through me deeper
than I ever could
and yet, you touch me
like a porcelain doll
you're constantly in contrast
when what I'd like is some consistency

You told me I don't try
and that you don't believe the way I say I feel
and if love holds little water
what is there then
that can prove to you I care

Maybe I'll just fasten my lips
with a needle and some thread
repress all of my truths
and my embellishments
wait to be unfettered
until you can love me as I am

Sometimes I wonder
if there will ever be a day
where I'll be good enough for anyone

slightly impressed by what came out in a couple minutes of inspiration..

meh, done now.