angry words fall because of you

...that hasty moment when you call
my heart beats fast or not at all
i sink my head in reverie
afraid of you
afraid of me
and terrified
of what could be
you'll never find
the things i see
when i am here
it's me and ME
and only ME
a lonely lonesome reverie
a low and lonesome canopy
above my bed hangs
my love my
head PAINS
the face of me you just complained
will change too fast
and not the same
but that from you
to ease the pain
you tell yourself
you're not insane
so
it
must
be
pretty
damn
great
being so perfect
and being so fake
shes making her life
shes making a cake
with flour and butter
crisco and sugar
and painting it up like
the face of a hooker
of a fake
and you sell
what you bake
oh so well
and you shake
your big fat fluffy mess
in a big fat fabulous dress
the way you get your money
is you coat yourself in honey
honey
your
happiness
is
transparent, see?
but
mine
is
not
apparent...
i see..
so maybe i should be like you
trade my dignity
for high heel shoes
designer jeans
and finer things
...the shiny
wealthy
pretty rings
you wear so well
but all these things
they burn in hell


for we had ears we did not hear
and we had eyes we did not see
and for you and us i shed a tear
cause you are you
and I was me.