Suffering
Suffering is beautiful
So watch me fade away.
We’ll play a game together,
You and I,
I’ll disappear and
You try to save me
From drifting through the sieve of life,
Although you know that to disappear I have to suffer,
It still doesn’t make you believe that I’m
Beautiful.
Will I ever be?
Enough for you to see everything I’ve put myself through
Was only to be a part of you.
I’ve put myself through immoral suffering
But I don’t mind,
Because it makes me
Beautiful.
And, if I suffer enough,
I won’t feel it anymore and you might accept me
Love me
Want me in your life
Again.
But in my heart I know
I don’t deserve you
And all I want is to be
Beautiful.
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