we all need someone to tell us how
title: we all need someone to tell us how
rating: g
summary: she struggles to perfect what wasn't even a mistake to begin with.
notes: dedicated to my evey (i love you so much)
Her eyes never seemed to dry.
One tear follows another and her cheeks flame red.
Curtains drawn and the light floats in.
Her face muscles aching from so much stress, (finally) relax.
*
She always held her head down.
Refusing countless looks and apathetic words from people she didn't know.
She hides behind a shield; a thin coating that separates reality from her flawless dreams.
She's forgetting what it felt like to breathe.
*
Calloused hands, sore wrists that flush red and purple.
An unchained melody that flees from her fingertips onto strings that perform in accordance.
Clenched teeth, she stops and begins again.
She struggles to perfect what wasn't even a mistake to begin with.
*
Words that inflict more pain than desire.
Not good, never good enough.
She hides it all in, a forced smile.
She repeats his words, programming it until words become her one religion.
Her knees are skinned from kneeling so much.
*
Broken down and tired.
A beautiful girl whose soul and heart seems to falter.
(She's her own harshest critic.)
Created her own world, a downward spiral.
A endless container of emotions that keep spilling.
She breathes in the ashes of her mistakes (falling short of breath)
She's wasting more time dreaming than living.
*
She cries for hours.
People (father) expecting her to be a certain way.
Feeling often interrogated; pushed to a wall,
Answering questions she has no replies for.
Withering away like pruning of fingers after a water soak.
*
Simple words we never knew,
The power behind what they put us through,
Now it's all begun
What it takes to make it real.
We're standing on the edge of this,
When our soul is gone what will we miss?
We lost what it takes to really feel.
*
The light vanishes its tears' path.
You deserve so much better than this.
Packed up her tears, sadness and sorrow.
Brought out forgiveness, new faces, and smiles.
All she ever needed was someone to hold her hand and piece her back together.
*
You have to slow down and catch your breath once in a while.
You're not perfect; you're still a work in process.
rating: g
summary: she struggles to perfect what wasn't even a mistake to begin with.
notes: dedicated to my evey (i love you so much)
Her eyes never seemed to dry.
One tear follows another and her cheeks flame red.
Curtains drawn and the light floats in.
Her face muscles aching from so much stress, (finally) relax.
*
She always held her head down.
Refusing countless looks and apathetic words from people she didn't know.
She hides behind a shield; a thin coating that separates reality from her flawless dreams.
She's forgetting what it felt like to breathe.
*
Calloused hands, sore wrists that flush red and purple.
An unchained melody that flees from her fingertips onto strings that perform in accordance.
Clenched teeth, she stops and begins again.
She struggles to perfect what wasn't even a mistake to begin with.
*
Words that inflict more pain than desire.
Not good, never good enough.
She hides it all in, a forced smile.
She repeats his words, programming it until words become her one religion.
Her knees are skinned from kneeling so much.
*
Broken down and tired.
A beautiful girl whose soul and heart seems to falter.
(She's her own harshest critic.)
Created her own world, a downward spiral.
A endless container of emotions that keep spilling.
She breathes in the ashes of her mistakes (falling short of breath)
She's wasting more time dreaming than living.
*
She cries for hours.
People (father) expecting her to be a certain way.
Feeling often interrogated; pushed to a wall,
Answering questions she has no replies for.
Withering away like pruning of fingers after a water soak.
*
Simple words we never knew,
The power behind what they put us through,
Now it's all begun
What it takes to make it real.
We're standing on the edge of this,
When our soul is gone what will we miss?
We lost what it takes to really feel.
*
The light vanishes its tears' path.
You deserve so much better than this.
Packed up her tears, sadness and sorrow.
Brought out forgiveness, new faces, and smiles.
All she ever needed was someone to hold her hand and piece her back together.
*
You have to slow down and catch your breath once in a while.
You're not perfect; you're still a work in process.