careless, I
wear this smile
barely try
in denial
of the deep
tragedy
sorry state
of being
existent-
ially fence
sitting duck
shallow fuck
worthless kiss
hit or miss
tuck me in I’ve been a sinful little
devil bearing a counterfeit grin fit for a masochist
a pacifist’s intrinsic enemy misleading the flock of sheep
off the deep end, dressed in clothing
stressing everything is golden
though it’s tarnished metal
have I harnessed my potential?
so take off your shoes
forsake your values
remove what remains
stain your soul with my ego
I suppose it’s apropos
to throw the mask off with my clothes
come get acquainted with the truth
this ruthlessness is absolute
isn’t there something more pressing
than a big empty confession
put my hands together to the sound of you undressing
praying as I prey upon, to one day learn my lesson
It's unfortunate that Marietta disbanded, but they couldn't have ended on a better note. As it Were is a reflection into a lot of youths' struggle with both aging and losing friends to time, and that it's okay to feel those things, even if for a little while. Halfrican Jones