Ask

And I asked what if I ripped of my face and there was nothing beautiful in me

Would you still like me? Would you still be sweet to me?

And I asked what if I was scarred and it couldn’t be fixed?

Would you still compensate? Would you still treat me the same?

And I asked what if I wasn’t giving in too much too easily?

Would you still smile at me the same? Would you regard me the same way?

And I asked again what if my mouth revealed it’s bitterness?

Would you still listen to me? Would you still laugh with me?

Trap

Trap is set again

I’ve jumped up into the same pit

I know the game and the players too

I’m faking to lose it this time again

What they don’t know is

I’ve trained enough

I’ve winged myself while it’s bright and lit

Their evilness smell just the same

What they don’t know is

I’ve caught the scent

Barking dogs and some bleeding nails

They’re setting up the trap again

I’m jumping in yet standing still

What they don’t know is

They’d be blinded soon

When they’d hit the mirror

A reflection of vows

 Haunting back at them

While I wing up to the sky again

Flying up again, just away from them