Point Out My Flaws
Living in a world
Such empty stares
Stuck in this town
Going nowhere
I can’t live life like this
Life in remorse
Giving every part of me
Every good work has gone unseen
Hit me
Break me
Do your best
To rid yourself of me
See my scars
Joy yourself in who you are
And I’ll remain the outcast
I’ve been shoved to the end
Always been on my own defense
Society hates things they’ll never understand
Everyone tells me to change
Who I am
Who I should love
Who I should hate
Tell me I live ignorance
In what I believe
Pointing the gun to my differences
They can’t live within my appearances
Hit me
Break me
Do your best
To rid yourself of me
See my scars
Joy yourself in who you are
And I’ll remain the outcast
Point out my flaws
Brag about who you are
Ever so slowly drive the knife
In the depths of my heart
While my soul screams
Death won’t escape my dreams
Hit me
Break me
Do your best
To rid yourself of me
See my scars
Joy yourself in who you are
And I’ll remain the outcast
I’ll never be good enough for you
But in the end I’m good enough for me
I swear to God I’m done living in my nightmares
I’m done living my life for those who never cared
You’re the reason for this insanity
Never given any sympathy
In the end I say
F*** you and have a nice day
Copyright © Zach Mitchell | Year Posted 2015
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