~The Bad Poets Society

you have become
what you have always been.
see what it was,
feel what it will be.
i told you.
i told you
the thing i was most
afraid
to tell you.
the only reason
i hide my face
is so you cant see
my tears.
you have become
what you have always been.
see what it was,
feel what it will be.
you looked at me.
d i s g u s t e d .
s i c k e n e d .
r e p u l s e d .
and i cried.
right in the arms
of the one i love,
in the arms of the one
you are s i c k e n e d by.
you have become
what you have always been.
see what it was,
feel what it will be.
and now you give me shit.
make sure m y r u l e s are obeyed.
yeah, bitch.
sure i will.
s u r e i w i l l .
and so i proceeded
to do exactly
what you have forbidden.
love.
you have become
what you have always been.
see what it was,
feel what it will be.
with my life flickering
around my peripheral vision,
i grow tired.
i cant deal with you.
with him.
with them.
so get away from me.
dont-
...dont touch me...
you have become
what you have always been.
see what it was,
feel what it will be.
i realise you hate me for this.
for turning you upside down.
for following in his footsteps.
for making a m o c k e r y
of everything you hold dear.
'it makes me s i c k to see the hate.'
no, it makes you s i c k
to see
the love.

i loved you.
honestly,
i did.
i probably still do.
but then again,
that happens to me alot.
i wear my heart on my sleeve.
what can i say?
but just those words
i heard you whisper
were enough to crush me.
you know,
i cant stand to see you cry.
well, you did a nice job
of causing these tears.
if you walked a mile
in my shoes,
saw what i see,
felt what i feel,
then maybe
you could see why
i do what i do.
but no.
youre up there
on your pedestal.
your ivory pedestal.
we shouldnt
put people on pedestals.
it can result in quite a fall.
you know,
i cant stand to see you cry.
really?
i could stand
to see you die.