Pins and Needles
i’m so sick of you ruining my days
i’m so sick of you invading my space
when you’ll never realize how your ways
should be nothing more than just a phase
and your metal heart that does not break
it won’t bend and won’t mend
but mines not yours to take
and you’ll feel like you need to satisfy it still
yet i won’t give mine to you at any will
so pledge allegiance to a pride so free
that signifies your indulgence for your ego’s plea
an anthem of failure disguised as success
but a hard heart and distorted brain won’t give you much to process
but don’t indulge too much as pleasure can be pain
one that hurts hearts and forever leaves but a stain
marked in that place with the name of you
but stitched with a warm needle to make up for your frosting blue
i’m so sick of you invading my space
when you’ll never realize how your ways
should be nothing more than just a phase
and your metal heart that does not break
it won’t bend and won’t mend
but mines not yours to take
and you’ll feel like you need to satisfy it still
yet i won’t give mine to you at any will
so pledge allegiance to a pride so free
that signifies your indulgence for your ego’s plea
an anthem of failure disguised as success
but a hard heart and distorted brain won’t give you much to process
but don’t indulge too much as pleasure can be pain
one that hurts hearts and forever leaves but a stain
marked in that place with the name of you
but stitched with a warm needle to make up for your frosting blue