Wipe It Off.
I could wipe off 90% of that so called beauty with a kleenex...
I see that your outershell is gorgeous
Underneath that.. It's pure ugly
No.
Not your face.
Your insides. Your guts. your soul.
Ughh.. maybe we have something in common
Maybe... you have been hurt
Maybe you just don't give a fuck
Maybe you don't want anyone to trample all over you again..
Maybe it's something much deeper
Something you can never unsee
But see I'm nice to everyone
Sweet as candy
I let people step all over me
Until I break under all of the pressure...
My true form shows
I blacken...
I do not harm those who did me no harm
My overall life's frustrations are aimed at one particular person
And may lord have mercy on whomever is my target
Because I just don't give a fuck.
I don't want anyone to trample all over me again
Because it's something much deeper
And my smile cannot simply be wiped off of my face
You stole it from me.
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