where they should be crying
they're laughing instead
I feel
half alive
but
mostly I'm dead
I see my breath
where
there's no one left
I'm
kind of alive
but
slightly in death
caught my
memories between the thresh
and hearts breaking fresh
where
they should say no
they
all say yes
some way, some how
I'm
the least impressed
my
face shows you less
but i'll never tell
so
they'll all second guess
where they should be crying
they're laughing instead
I feel
half alive
but
mostly I'm dead
morning come
two tears press
I face the world
kind of like
how dead people dress
in
the way that they look
stiff
impression on my flesh
so
I'm never mistook
but
always in distress
with
no more love to suppress
where they should be crying
they're laughing instead
I feel
half alive
but
mostly I'm dead
The world's a stage and we are the fools. If they laugh, leave them alone. All is it is laughter of the fool, not at the other. Other than that, I love your expressions.
"I face the world
kind of like
how dead people dress
in
the way that they look
stiff
impression on my flesh
so
I'm never mistook
but
always in distress
with
no more love to suppress"
What other better way to say it is nothing else but yours...
i really got into that one. The staggered lines of writing are fun to follow and the rhyme worked well. You might have inspired me to write something. Maybe if you have time you can come check out my stuff. But anyways, keep on writing the kick-ass stuff. ^_^