My heart, glass
My eyes, blind
My skin, untouched
My mind, unkind
I feel too much yet I’m empty inside
When the stars combust will I die?
Do they rivet when my glass shatters?
Do they cry when my blind eyes can’t see what matters?
Do they bleed when my skin feels alone?
Do they hate me when my mind is done?
I can’t begin to overcome all the obstacles I’ve been running from
Star dust or just a demons puppet?
I’m a corpse with strings attached and I get nothing from it
Oh but it’s not just my demons that play with me
It’s everybody in my life it seems
Who can shine brighter? Who can grow wings?
Let’s ignite her and see if she breaks
Burnt to the dust in which she was made
I’ve had enough of it, I can’t take it
I’m better off numb and faking it
The only time I’m a super star is when I’m acting out my smiles
The ones that only last for a while... nothing lasts in this empty carcass
I’m tired of fighting this
Should I let my heart become the shards I cut with?
Should I let my eyes see the blood drip?
Should I let my skin feel itself rip?
Should I let my mind feel nothing?
I already answered my question when the sky yelled at me for my confession
Nobody cares, no body listens
The stars will never be aligned in your vision
You’ll always be left behind with your wisdom
Learning to set yourself on fire before they get to you
No one can hurt you if you already do
I looked up and saw the stars twinkle
Slowly I let them fade away
I could feel the glass stabbing me
My skin, helpless
My mind, astray
The stars combusted
Yet, I’m still okay...