Human

The sweet sorrow of
This so called disarray
I'm as blissful as a
Broken poet's dream
It happens like that
Or so they say
Change my thoughts
In different ways

But with these
Bleeding parts of
My body scattered out in
The garden only help
These flowers grow
Brighter

So how can I say that
I'm not swayed by you
How can I say that
I'm not swayed by
The sky tonight
I'm alive and I feel
My skin torn apart again
Seeing every inch of this
Fucked up mess
Called human

But with these
Bleeding parts of
My body scattered out in
The garden only helps these
Flowers grow
Brighter



Credits
Writer(s): Brycen Waitkus
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