I can count your bones so you can count on me.

I can count your bones
So you can count on me
I am your devoted deaf
That leaves you no option to mute me
Anyway... Mute me.
Bully me.
That's how I become forgotten.
But don't forget:
Hair grows on almost every skin
I don't like your skin anymore
Swollen, bruised, old and greasy
I might be considered as hollow
Or you might even label me 'stereotypical'
Just know that I am adrift
Like Rumpelstiltskin without any grim
Without any brothers gone to war
Just lost in war
A war that never ends
A fire between us.
But don't forget:
Glories are not glued forever.
They are forced to fall apart.
Remember Pluto, remember its dismissal?
Relentlessly, unfairly and obliviously
Like a suicide on a cold winter's day
I bet you want to scream 'mayday'
At least some of your cells want to
Well... I want you to...
That's how I stay alive
Nobody left me a box full of little things
Before they went away
That's why I try to stay alive
Let me count your bones
So you can count on me.

 

 

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