My Muse

You exist to be wrote about but not to be read You didn't understand a single word I said Oh my lovely muse your mystery is fading the passion being quenched Everytime that I'm left waiting What I thought was beautiful has now become corrupt Your inner strength just doesn't hold up I wouldn't want you bitter but you carry so much hate Don't you know love is better living and dying between the fates What is that behind your smile it is pleasant but so fake You are trapped in your body with no emotions to awake I don't dread the loss of you you were never really here I looked for your heart and found a box of fear You exist to be wrote about but not to be read...