the night
is our day,
and gin
is our water,
loose morals
are our morals,
and love
is forbidden,

we had a path
that was
supposedly
good,

but why walk
a straight line,
when zig zags
sound better

one big tear in
the fabric of society,
the shut ins,
the outsiders,
the comic book geeks,
the gamers,
the carefree lovers,
the jokers,
they all want to fit in,
but why would you
want to be on the inside?
the biohazard *******,
and ken dolls aren't cool,
they're cruel.

you were beethoven,
i was the piano and it's keys,
it's a travesty really,
how easy it was for you to play me

between the two
of us i believe
it was me who
was in the wrong.
you would shout,
and shout, and shout,
but all i would do
is listen to
your shouting
with a numbness
that scares me.
i don't if you love
me because i know
deep down you
always loved  
him more and that
was always okay,
until it wasn't.

this silence
is truly violent
and i can't
hear over
your
deaf lips
speaking
false words

humans
are
afraid
of
anything
they
can't
explain