Beautiful Minds
He visits altercations on a daily basis
Of a not so soon enough wedding day kiss
Damaged by headlights and the careless left lane
His beds' been ridden of the wrong Mary Jane
Even recalling the uselessness of the brakes
To their daughter, he's determined to disguise the pain
For every play-date, he changes his name
He collects his composition without a chance of rain
He prays to a God without nothing much to give
But the babies cries and his own bruised lips
To save another girl from being deprived to live
C'mon, man. You know you've got to do this.
Some nights, he can't take it
He's wrapped in two blankets
Beside both princesses, don't know what he's thinking
But he takes it in without a moment wasted
So glad you're making it
Without the mother
It's been something other
But he holds on this living Wonder
She's only seventeen
Without a single meaning
Of this disproportionate life she's been meeting
The mirrors wake to a girl who won't stop bleeding
Can't see past the red from the girl she's been beating
She's aware she's developing
But can't take society
Can't own up to good grades
Can't find her sobriety
The love of her life doesn't know who he's dating
Stuck in reverse, she still wants to change Me
Who could she be?
Who'd love her for the words she'd breathe?
She's made up of fairy tales and ancient poetry
The only things left she finds herself believing
in are empty outlets and a frustrated family.
Without a day to seethe
Without nights of deceit
She deserves more than this everyday disbelief
I can't help but say this
You are more than these places
You find yourself facing
You are more than your brain thinks
Quit wasting it too much imagination
Copyright © Agony Aiane | Year Posted 2016
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