Invisibility
This independence is a luxury
And your, mental freedom comes so easily
But your torn,
Between the truth and the lies of it all
You're growing tired of overthinking things
Excessive failure, endless suffering
But you won't
Be denied or revoked of your pride
Oh your petty little lies are like hell
They're like hell
You're speaking so politely
But you're reeking arrogance
In your breath I smell your lying
And it's all I stand against,
So you can come a little closer,
Just so close that I can see
All your hidden signs of weakness
They're not,
Invisible to me
Go run rampant you're a castaway
Lonely, dejected and solitary
By yourself;
There's no one else
You're not the victim you're the one to blame
And still I struggle to recall your name
So I won't
Your essence numbs my mind,
Now I'm sleep deprived, it's hell
It's hell
You're speaking so politely
But you're reeking arrogance
In your breath I smell your lying
And it's all I stand against,
So you can come a little closer,
Just so close that I can see
All your hidden signs of weakness
They're not,
Invisible to me
I'll creep a little closer,
Just so close that you can't see
All my little signs of weakness
I've got,
Invisibility
Copyright © Jaxon Pollard | Year Posted 2015
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