Unbecoming

So much to say
Yet devoid of substance
Full of desire
Overwhelmed by reluctance
The possession of nothing
In over abundance
So many stories
All are redundant

It hurts to say it's okay
It's okay to say it hurts
When you run from your problems
They will only get worse
Seen it all a thousand times
And it still feels like the first
All of these suppressed memories
Can finally disperse

When you realize
You're better unspoken
You'll begin to recognize
The bond is broken

Closing all the doors
I left open
Carefully concentrated
Deceit and erosion

Rain and pain they
Call my name
Clear skies just don't
Feel the same
Fake, shame
False disdain
One sided stories
To try and maim

Didn't you know
I'm already a broken soul
The world to me is
Distant and cold
People play with words
And all they do is scold
Then everyone makes promises
That they don't uphold

Existence teaches us distance
A consistence of resistance
The persistence of endings in riddance
Thoughts are the best when
They're not hidden

I discovered
Amidst all the numbing
All I ever wanted
Was to feel something
Years of nothing but
Manipulation and shunning
Fake faces fade
It's all unbecoming