Born bad or made this way?
Nature, nurture: the psyche’s debate
Inside there’s a girl who just wanted to love
But she’s too fucked up and just no good
Shhh little baby be a good girl
Don’t go trying to change the world
Just accept and surrender the fight
Let the demons devour you tonight
Empty like a top shelf void of pleasure
You dug deep but never found treasure
The scars of your passivity burn forever
What about now? Or maybe it’s never
Shhh little baby be a good girl
Don’t go trying to change the world
Just accept and surrender the fight
Let the demons devour you tonight
Dragging my bones against their will
Still drinking the poison that made me ill
Nails slice death into my face
My red bleeds like the perfect embrace
Shhh little baby don’t be sad
Don’t you know you were made to be bad
Just keep still, let your blood pour
And burn in hell forevermore
Shhh to the voices
Shhh to the crowds
She made her choices
Never
Or
Now?
Nature, nurture: the psyche’s debate
Inside there’s a girl who just wanted to love
But she’s too fucked up and just no good
Shhh little baby be a good girl
Don’t go trying to change the world
Just accept and surrender the fight
Let the demons devour you tonight
Empty like a top shelf void of pleasure
You dug deep but never found treasure
The scars of your passivity burn forever
What about now? Or maybe it’s never
Shhh little baby be a good girl
Don’t go trying to change the world
Just accept and surrender the fight
Let the demons devour you tonight
Dragging my bones against their will
Still drinking the poison that made me ill
Nails slice death into my face
My red bleeds like the perfect embrace
Shhh little baby don’t be sad
Don’t you know you were made to be bad
Just keep still, let your blood pour
And burn in hell forevermore
Shhh to the voices
Shhh to the crowds
She made her choices
Never
Or
Now?
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Author:
sylviasearcher (
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Comments4
The superb rhyming in this raw piece of deep introspection draws out the sheer pathos of the first stanza and moves the very heart of this reader. Your way with words never ceases to amaze dear Sylvia.
You are so kind Fay. I never feel very much like anything I write is any good.
So thank you
brilliant sylvia
Not exactly a catchy wee number
But
Superbly written
Emotion packed ditty
It wasn’t catchy 😭
How are you my friend?
Well
The chorus was
I'm ok ta
Hope same with your good self
I never got to say goodbye. You're weird in the best way possible.
I hope you make peace with the demons the way I have with some of my more dangerous ones.
The birds really do sing songs that are pure and true:)
Peace and love
☺️
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