.

a big mess.


sometimes i want to crack open my mind
just take a big chisel and spill whats inside
and then while the bone is quietly breaking
maybe you'll hear what ive really been thinking.

because you never see the truth from my eyes
and my nose has become quite a clever disguise
everyone knows my mouth tells all the best lies
while my ears tend to knot the simplest ties.


and


sometimes i want to rip out my heart
grab the ventricles quickly and tear them apart
and then while it thumps and beats out its last
maybe youll see that it happened too fast.

because my ribs were supposed to block all the pain
and my stomache knew it had nothing to gain
my hair twisted up into curls so vain
while i was left here looking perfectly insane.



i just hope
that when mind and heart are put on display
that i will have won,
youll have nothing to say.