Sylvia Plath
Failed to see you as someone worthy of love
Incanpable of bringing happiness into the table
Suffocating human being, intense thoughts
Prone to kill everyone around you
Jealous to an unexpected and despicable core
A whim only, funny to think otherwise
If someone could ever love you
Would probably be dead the day later
Can't ever be more than a mere friend
Your name symbolizes those who listen
There's a reason of being, so stick up to it
And don't pretend you could ever reach love
Because you're worthless of emotions
Failed to see you as someone worthy of love
Your problems are absolutely nothing
Compared to those who have a son
And you can expect best friends to betray you
Because no one will ever see your value
You look at the mirror, realizing why they don't
You're disgusting, my voice cracks in my head
They'd cheat and leave you alone in a war caused
By them, who else could? You? What a joke
Not even from the same religion, a waste of time
Cultural resets and you're still waiting for love
There you are, lying on your bed all alone
Writing about how you know, you aren't worth it.
walking on pain. kodachrome.
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Blue Velvet (1986) dir. David Lynch
I'm standing in the middle of a forest
Now knowing exactly what to do
I hear my cat's noises, yet I know
She just wants to play
I realized that at least, she knows something
While I'm just lost
I saw his face once and stayed forever there
In those painted eyes
I'm wondering if it would be okay to take his name
A lost love, poisoned by romantic thoughts
How come I never saw him
Let alone ever read his name?
It's been centuries already, but I'm just curious
I'm wondering if it would be okay to take his name
Under my writings and pain
Under my words and stars
I'm wondering if it would be okay to take his name
While I'm in the middle of a forest
He so dearly used to paint.