Fake
You stare back at me,
Soft pearl lips upturned
In an unassuming grin
Your eyes shine with the glow
Of a bright lunar night
The mask you've chosen
To wear tonight
You switch between them,
Like a coin flipping
Heads or tails
One moment,
You're a sweet, innocent angel
The next,
You're twisting a sharp blade
Into my back,
Giggling with delight as crimson life
Slowly fades away
There are false sides to you,
The facets of a gem,
Ever changing color
As they spin
I'm not sure if there is
A genuine part of you
Always, you are fake,
The face smiling back at me
House of Pain
This kitchen, overlooking the green, yellow, red
Of the garden
Fills me with pain
For soon it will go
The place I loved
I can love no more.
His bedroom, walls postered, seeping music
I loved so much
Fills me with pain
It makes me wince
My purest love
Now slides out the door.
Our new house, twenty years ago, we filled with joy
And perfection, now
Fills me with pain
For I broke the spell
And shattered illusions
Perfection no more.
Those same things that always filled me with pride and elation
For our true love, now
Fill me with pain
The pain of regret
And those I have loved
Can love me no more
5 Seconds of Summer
Summer
Two months of reprieve from the monotony of school
The cliques and social circles still exist, but they are morphed into a completely different beast
Staying out late at parties, the familiar crush of dancing bodies crowded all around
Sipping drinks on the beach
Pouring your heart out in unreciprocated texts
Watching the people you care about leave
Sitting on the porch as they leave you, and this small town
Gone in the blink of an eye