The person I am is a paper-mache
of who I was and what I want to be,
a mismatching collage with gaping holes
with materials which never agree.
So I plaster myself with more false hopes
that I can cover up all my mistakes
but the foundations I've built are so flimsy
that the excess I've added never takes.
I serve myself with no real function;
just a poorly constructed DIY,
a prototype that never made production,
a faulty product that no-one will buy.
So go ahead and please tear me apart
because I could surely use a fresh start.
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