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[composer-clover]

i am grieving my upcoming illusory death

counting down the days to my living funeral

where i will be as good as dead in your eyes

while i just stand here

tears, no doubt, streaming down my face

and you ignore me like a ghost

not fully dead, but in my own hellish purgatory

for not doing as you say

[composer-clover]

i'm taking back the word love

You dont deserve to use it

physical and mental bruises

are all the proof i need

Your misuse of such a word

i've come to understand that it isn't me

it is You that doesn't know what love is.

[composer-clover]

growing up, loving you was so easy

I could say anything and you would hear

I knew when things were hard

that I was never alone

but somewhere along the way,

something changed

your presence turned sour

I yearned for the safety of solitude,

but it never came

invisible eyes peering over my shoulder,

judging every mistake I made

growing up I loved you so easily,

loving you depended on nothing

I accepted you as you were

so why does your love

seem to only depend on obedience?

[composer-clover]

I want to wear a dress

To feel pretty

To feel... feminine?

I want to feel like a woman

Even if I won't ever will

I want to wear a dress

Without it feeling mandatory

Without being reminded

The feeling of every Sunday

I want to wear a dress

Not caring about the length

Or how much skin it shows

Without censoring with "modesty"

An excuse for men's wandering eyes

I just want to wear a dress

[composer-clover]

Simple;

I often like to predict the world

As people everywhere, talking commonsense

Even with the accuracy of my own hectic life

The truth is, life is supposed to be easier

But for some reason, it never seems that simple