Refugee

Your words are fake
But mine are tragic
Your mind is sharp
Mine only static
Even nothing
Even nothing
Meant something more than this
Our final kiss was a disease and permission
To do as you please
I'm spinning in circles
You're winning the consent--
Of someone who didn't give into anything
Of something the doesn't live for anything
You words are tragic
But mine are real
You can't wait for what you want
So I'll steal them
These moments are lucid
These moments are lucid
Please remember to burn me
Like a martyr
What doesn't kill you makes you smarter?
If you're so bright
But I'm so blind
...Running out of time?
Still so young
Unfettered, free
You can be anything you want to be
You don't want it
You don't want it
That's okay with me
You want to leave me be so leave me be
You think I don't see it, but I won't
Flee a fate set for me from the first I knew it
I knew it
So suck it up and cure yourself
Or reassure yourself
You are not diseased
You are not diseased.