Thursday, 5 April 2012
Burst
She built herself a stage
for the world to look up at her
and she disguised each fear
as authenticity
pretending it was her choice
and not a flight.
She spent one season in each place
for then to run
when people got to close to her.
She looked in the mirror every morning
saying hello to herself
greeting her ego
insuring she wasn't lonely.
Preaching about family
she turned their back on them
when they most needed her.
Pretending she was right
she did so much wrong.
And there is no way back
but keep on pretending
she is great
and right
and authentic
and so independent
and pretty
and smart
and achieved everything she dreamed of.
Soon her ego won't fit anymore inside her body.
It's gonna burst and rotten flesh is gonna spread
and blood stains will mess everything up and
start stinking of iron and mould.
Who will clean the mess?
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