GET BENT

 

so, I get the impression it’s easy for you

that you’ve already fully recovered

it’s not so unlike you to appear this way

but it makes me wish I could feel better

catch me with all my reparation fees

getting fixed all the damage that’s been done

I wish I could salvage, disappear, or waive

but I sense that I’m already gone

 

we’ve fallen victim to similar damage

but my mechanisms can’t fix these impairments

& I sure as hell won’t be easy to tell apart

from a pile of parts all bent out of shape

 

but I want to be who I think I am

why’s that so fucking impossible?

can’t I for once behave?

say what I mean to say?

someone always gets bent out of shape

when I open my mouth

& words come out

 

when I get disillusioned by things that I do

it’s because all your words seem effortless

the things that you say, words you articulate

make me wish that mine weren’t all so worthless

myself included, the list of everyone

who I’ve accidentally offended

it continues to grow & swell in such a way

that makes me wish that I had been swollen instead

 

we’ve fallen victim to similar damage

we can’t bring ourselves to assess or compare it

but everyone sees my self-sabotaging

while you attempt to fix what was never broken

we’ve fallen victim to similar damage

but my mechanisms can’t fix these impairments

couldn’t you spare me from another crash landing?

the more broken I’ll become the more you try to fix me

 

& I’ll never be who I think I am

why’s that so fucking hard to accept?

I’ll be better off wrecked

for what time I have left

someone always gets bent out of shape

when I open my mouth

& words come out

 

someone always gets bent out of shape

when I open my mouth

& words come out

who I wish I was is better

because they could easily fix

the parts that I’ve bent