robin

bad poetry to heal the things i’ll never talk about

[vanillarobin]

Are you a creature who doesn’t understand?

Or just yourself?

In some sick twisted way

maybe she’s still in there.

But she is not in your mirror

She is in your reflection.

[vanillarobin]

I wonder what they wonder

Mouths full of a taste of me

What do you see after you’ve had your fill

And you are no longer blinded by hunger

When will I have my share

So I can feel satisfied too

I will lie and never ask for seconds

Just for a bite of you

[vanillarobin]

I've once again been tricked by wishful thinking

How foolish of me to believe I could earn it back.

But aren't all fools just those who are sinking

in some distant dream of things we lack?

And if I'm far in distance

And you can't call me home

Will you still find me wishing

in your foolish dreams alone?

[vanillarobin]

Sometimes when I lay down, I stop my breathing

Just to catch a glimpse

of how the world will still spin even after your last breath.

If I died right here, the air would still taste the same.

It lingers around my useless body.

And when I take my first breath after a minute I'm placed back on earth

In my useless body.

I could lay here forever and it would all be the same

This useless body holds me back

and its need for air.

[vanillarobin]

I want to be new.

This city holds too many memories

And they eat me

And they kill me everyday

And they bring me back in the night to kill me again the next day

I die every single day

I need to leave.

I must leave

I will leave.

Robin must die.

And she must come back in the day.

[vanillarobin]

moments like this lift the rock from your chest

even just for a moment, you are among the stars

[vanillarobin]

Green and red

Green and red

and tears

Green and red

i wish i was dead

i’ve been wanting it for years

Green and red

they call me instead

but i’ll never call them

because id have to face my fears

Green and red

No more green

No more red

Only a girl who is forever nineteen

who couldn’t escape her head.

[vanillarobin]

You hold the storm

And the storm doesn’t go

You hold the storm

You hold it so

So you can hold something

Something you don’t show

You hold the storm

And you don’t let anyone know

It stays above

With the rain falling from the sky

It’ll always be there

Making you wonder why

Why you never let go

And why it wasn’t the storm that left

But rather everyone else

Who didn’t want to get wet