a viable character

fucked up little girl
you hate hate hate with every little missed step
so why all that awful confidence?
lies tumble out of your mouth
they taste like iron
and i plead for safety.
now you build a viable character
but on questionable sanity
in the mirror did you practice much
to perfect that easy breathing, that vanity?
black lace it will fade, black lace it will age
much sooner than later,
you’ll find your place with the blade…

oh holy night
look at the stars and try to fight
how simple was the world
when simple was the girl
i told the boy the truth
thought there was nothing we could lose

we lost our worth.
came hurtling toward the end
ends buttons loose