2nd December, 2017

She's timid, she's shy
there's a rumor she can fly
fly and fly like an absolute clown
too high over her head, too egoistic to come down
down to the world
and my world they bestowed
there's only one thing she wants
and it is to be renowned
renowned like their ideas and beliefs
which is locked inside their head
of the type of people who, from the inside are dead
bed to bed she's rumored to go
whispers and rumors like a takeaway cup on the go
go on, go on their mouths would say
but their heart cursing night and day
day and night she dreams to be free
with her people whose words were as sweet as could be
"She's a bad person." they hushed when she walked past
her, not knowing their thoughts, they were vast
gast! her dreams
they're beautiful
but the rumors, to it the people are dutiful
dutiful to share her dreams to others
whoever could be seen
seen like her face but never her heart
the only thing true about her was the fact that she was a piece of art
art crafted with so much love and delicacy
but don't pay heed to that, she's permanently messy.

What you hear and what you say
has a beating heart
aching just to beat another day
a day will come when you'll open your mouth
and nothing will come out
no matter how much you scream and shout
shout in horror and screech in regret
as you hear them speaking of the things you repent
of things only you know is false
but explaining it would be like talking to dolls
and that is when you'll feel an ache
your mind consumed, your body baked
and how much you had once hurt that person from just opening your mouth
how you broke their heart
even when they themselves were in doubt
feel that ache, feel it well
remember my words
I hope you rot in hell.


- nn