“Paint your face on, little girl.
Strap on your eloquent smile,
So you’re fit to face the world.
It’s a beautiful place, my love-
Though undoubtedly full of fakes.
Smile, though your heart will break.
I know it’s hard to act happy
When your life is crashing down,
But there’s no use in giving up, not now.
Let it come as no surprise,
If found dastardly and void of any fight,
That you can leave this world at any time.”
“But this is where the beauty lies,
Knowing you can give up and die
But still possessing will to survive-
To struggle and fight; to hurt and cry.
You say this world is full of fakes,
But what are you raising me to be?
You’re lavishing words of hypocrisy
Have always shaken and tainted me.
I am everything I’ve ever wanted to be.
Your words no longer captivate me.
Suicide? Ha! Eternity will never be enough for me.
You’re so pessimistic and entirely unrealistic.”
“What do you think realism is all about!
Not hopeless romantics pining away,
But the jaded who have seen time wind itself out.
Listen to me kid, these are the breaks!
Forget about love, it leaves you broken hearted-
Dejected, and full of regret and mistakes.
Do what you want my girl,
Who knows what will become of this world.
I can’t worry. I’m too old; I’m just too old.”
“As time ticks it self out, I’ll watch and smile,
For at least I can say I lived this life for awhile.
I’m sorry, so sorry that I’m not sorry.
I will never be the dastard you expected of me.
Conformity never meant that much to me
And love is everything I ever wanted it to be.
Every awkward tear I cry is ever so dear to me.
I hope you find out who you are, I already know who I am.
Mom maimed and tainted you,
But at least she loved and hated you-
Two emotions you’ll know nothing about.
And now time, time has wound out.”
I changed the spellings of some words, but I'm not sure what rhyme scheme you're going with, if in fact you are going with one. It's obvious that the 2nd person (i'm assuming it's you the writer) rhymes some times, but not everytime. I'm not sure if I should change it so they all rhyme or if there's some bigger scheme I didn't see.
Also the word dastard, I'd change it to bastard. I know dastard fits better, but bastard seems harder and to shock the reader more.
Oh, one other thing, I really like the first 2 lines of your last stanza. I dunno it just seemed very catchy to me.
-Harv
Stella Splendens
December 22, 1985-March 27, 2003
