After all

After All

Measuring your efforts from blank pages
They fit conventionally into plastic bottles
Containing every absurdity that you unleash
Deep within, it laughs
You are aware of it
It’s ripping your heart out
Leaving you to bleed in dark empty dressing rooms
Confide to the needs of society
You shall be damned before you breathe the poison in
Numb to the fact that all is perfect
Perfectly destroyed, that is
Scratch the itch
Scratch until it burns
Scratch until you cannot feel
The misconceptions will bruise
Perceive the surroundings as reckless
As I do, as they should too
Efforts, measured by opinions
I have done my fair share
Controlled reactions never got you far
So did failing before starting
Affection rolls out of your mouth
Treat it like extra change, save it for a rainy day
Mirror an epic ending for the hungry souls
You have lost the battle, after all

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