Continuation of the previous scraps.
I still remember,
How I fought over
a sofa 4 years back
because I was attached to it
and my mother sold it,
And I remember how I cried,
For innumerable days when
My father exchanged his car
for a new, shiny one,
because I loved his car so much,
I ruminated for days
on how I broke up with a friend,
And now I wonder,
how I didn't once cry,
when you left, because
I always thought you were home
that I can come back to,
and home is solace,
but were you?
I was always happy
with second hand things,
But then I found out,
I wasn't your first love.
I've always felt old and weary,
Since the time they believed in fairies,
I count the wrinkles on my eyes,
But there are none,
So I ask myself, "If I really am old?",
Right then, the insides of me collapse,
And a fire ignites in my heart,
That spreads through my body,
And leaves nothing but a corpse.
The burns leave scars on my body,
Each line is a story,
Of the battles I have fought,
Of the peace that I've sought,
And the lies that I defy,
Of the existences they glorify.
There are innumerable tales,
Moulded perfectly into shapes,
Hence they're camouflaged,
And put straight inside my heart,
Which is why I feel weary,
This life indeed has been scary.
Fat girl bedazzles glitter on her skin,
Fat girl puts shimmer on her eyes,
Fat girl wears black to look thin,
But the mirrors never tell lies.
Fat girl cries herself to sleep,
Fat girl writes poem to sound deep,
Fat girl laughs all day,
But still finds herself on the edge of the bay.
Fat girl eats all the chocolates in the fridge,
Fat girl is afraid to stand on a bridge,
Fat girl loves how the black coffee smells,
At the end of the day, under her blanket she dwells.
Fat girl is scared of piercing stares,
Fat girl is a human, somewhere in there,
Fat girl doesn't always like cuddles,
Fat shaming only throws her into the puddles.
In an abyss of love,
Have I found myself trapped
with no way out.
Yet I am not afraid of falling,
Into the darkest pits
of this abyss,
But I am afraid of,
failing my expectations,
Which are no more mine,
But yours.
I've always feared failure,
but more than that,
I have feared
the horrid feeling that comes,
with the thought
of losing you.
I still cannot comprehend,
Why am I scared,
when you're not even mine?
I still remember,
How I fought over
a sofa 4 years back
because I was attached to it
and my mother sold it,
And I remember how I cried,
For innumerable days when
My father exchanged his car
for a new, shiny one,
because I loved his car so much,
I ruminated for days
on how I broke up with a friend,
And now I wonder,
how I didn't once cry,
when you left, because
I always thought you were home
that I can come back to,
and home is solace,
but were you?
I was always happy
with second hand things,
But then I found out,
I wasn't your first love.
I've always felt old and weary,
Since the time they believed in fairies,
I count the wrinkles on my eyes,
But there are none,
So I ask myself, "If I really am old?",
Right then, the insides of me collapse,
And a fire ignites in my heart,
That spreads through my body,
And leaves nothing but a corpse.
The burns leave scars on my body,
Each line is a story,
Of the battles I have fought,
Of the peace that I've sought,
And the lies that I defy,
Of the existences they glorify.
There are innumerable tales,
Moulded perfectly into shapes,
Hence they're camouflaged,
And put straight inside my heart,
Which is why I feel weary,
This life indeed has been scary.
Fat girl bedazzles glitter on her skin,
Fat girl puts shimmer on her eyes,
Fat girl wears black to look thin,
But the mirrors never tell lies.
Fat girl cries herself to sleep,
Fat girl writes poem to sound deep,
Fat girl laughs all day,
But still finds herself on the edge of the bay.
Fat girl eats all the chocolates in the fridge,
Fat girl is afraid to stand on a bridge,
Fat girl loves how the black coffee smells,
At the end of the day, under her blanket she dwells.
Fat girl is scared of piercing stares,
Fat girl is a human, somewhere in there,
Fat girl doesn't always like cuddles,
Fat shaming only throws her into the puddles.
In an abyss of love,
Have I found myself trapped
with no way out.
Yet I am not afraid of falling,
Into the darkest pits
of this abyss,
But I am afraid of,
failing my expectations,
Which are no more mine,
But yours.
I've always feared failure,
but more than that,
I have feared
the horrid feeling that comes,
with the thought
of losing you.
I still cannot comprehend,
Why am I scared,
when you're not even mine?
