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#long ass vent poem cause im goin thru it
exmotranny · 1 year
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i was a godfearing christian daughter
wearing a green tulle dress
and now im an ugly athiest son
and my ripped jeans look like a mess
i was a girl bowing to god
i was holding my scriptures on saturday night
now im a kid with nowhere to go
sitting with my friends, laughing in the moonlight
i was stupid, not happy
ignorance not really bliss
but now i'm a fag still in the church i hate
i don't think anyone's winning in this
i sigh and bow my head
oh, great god on high
but i don't hear his voice
just white noise
it echoes 'till im deaf
and i don't see no angels
just bright lights
and they flash 'till i'm blind
and i wish i could go back
i wish i could rewind
but i can't
so i get drunk off of lies and stupid little things
like a new name, and what if that person could love me
and what if my parents found a new routine
and what if i escaped into a religion that i could see
the god of, and what if he was really true
and what if my faith wasn't good enough, what would i do
if god came alive and i didn't pass the test
spend eternity alone, since i couldn't be the best
but for now i'll be a queer and look up at the stars
and in the corner of my eye i see the hurt, i see the scars
i see the pain and the hope and the ones who didn't care
and i see you, too, i see you right there
and god forbid, i decide to leave this fucked up scene
where everyone is hurt, where no one knows anything
please don't stop me, don't tell anyone a thing
need to make a clean break, no loose ends or left strings
and hey babe, its not like i'm contemplating suicide
but every night when i go to bed and i close my eyes
i want to sleep, i want to go, and i want to never wake again
a fate i wouldn't want for you, my dear pretty friend
but im ugly and dumb and stupid and mean
and so many times i've fucked up i don't deserve anything
i don't deserve happy endings and i don't deserve escape
i'm in a shitty cult, i have to be, i should have to stay
i should die and bleed and sink into the cold wet ground
i should cry, get lost and never get found
i should go away and never fall asleep
and i wont think of you, not a single thing
cause i have to let go, i'm not allowed to care
even when your scent is left in my hair
even when every time i think of you i cry
and i realize how much i don't want to die
i was a godfearing loveless angry quiet
christian daughter wearing a tulle dress
and now im a soft spoken sad boy in love
and i wish i wouldn't think of you at all
and i wish i wasn't such a goddamn mess
and i wish you'd stop looking at me
and i wish i could die
and i wish you'd hold my hand
and i wish i didn't cry
im a godfearing faggot who wants to be deceased
im an ugly ass sad boy full of poetry
im full of words and bugs and both are spilling out
and it'll be blood next, what a pleasure to takeout
all my guts and organs and blood and my brains
and on the outside pretend that i'm totally okay
i get drunk off of lies
i get drunk off of names
i get drunk off of you and our stupid little games
and i get drunk off of music and i get drunk off of art
and when i don't have poems to write i just fall apart
and poems are neat, stay in the cage
but this one i write sprawled over the page
cause big emotions don't fit
in itty bitty words
cause it's hard to get them out
it's hard to explain hurt
and i go in circles and write until it strips me
of everything i have, my agency
and you witness, you see all of me
but to conclude, you have to see
i love you
and i hate me
and i was a godfearing, angry, good old christian daughter
and now i'm just a son, and all i do is think
and i think that god's a stupid fucking creep
and he doesn't have a plan for me
and i think that i love you
and i think that i can't sleep
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