Lyrical_PoemKnocking on the door I should have knownLyrical_Poem
I'd always be outside looking in
It's horrifying to know That you're the phantom and I'm the muse controlling the strings
to make the world see me as you will
It's not as if the sun won't shine when cloud up above wash the blues away here's to all the pretty words we will never speak here's to all the pretty girls you're gonna meet
betrayal is a thorny crown you wear it well just like a king revenge is the saddest thing but it fits you quite perfectly it seems
BrigavardeI'm loud, squeaky, outspoken, crazy, and lost in my mind most days.Brigavarde
I'm sure that I speak too softly to be understood. I tend to sidestep arguments. I am the lost woman with her library of books building in her head. I'm sorry that I can't read them all to you, but I'm sure one day you'll understand. why they must stay within my mind, unread by you
I have no viable appearance of solace within me anymore.
I instead wish to hide under the blankets with a flashlight and a smile that
