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Jackal and Hyde Pride

Your passionate, unneeded pride... Is hard to swallow, so I’m waiting for another tomorrow Going along with the rowdy ride Still feeling so low…but I must stay high, you know? I want to glow bright and grow and not feel this hollow… Break the mirror and fix the shards of my past, of my past I need you to know that I love you so, not just for show Flowing like a feather and blowing like a breeze, so fast You’re full of pride these wild-child days Oh, you’re pulling me slightly apart I’m dealing with feelings in many ways Your vibrant voice is my type of art We share similar interests and I’m shocked, I must say Leave behind the fretfulness and be close to me today I want to get out of here and I want you back come what may I fought with fervent fearlessness and I began to sway away… I was born to go through the obstacles in life with my fists ardently in the air I was born to go through the tribulations in strife and disappear the despair I could’ve sworn you were with me in the rhythm of my heart, a sacred poem I should’ve torn apart the darkness from the light from the start - a hidden gem Taking flight without your gravity, Weighing me down times infinity Burning like flames aglow and churning like waves aflow I told you to behave and be brave, yeah, I told you so… It’s hard to tolerate your pride...I hate it though... Can’t you see I’m just a fragile person?...I am not strong like you honestly My brain has been truly fried...I tried to tell you so... Due to the many uses of technology...well, at least I’m being honest, hon Peel away the pain that’s whirling around my brain ‘Round and ‘round, we go down the disgusting drain It’s about time I tell you to quit bringing me down It’s about time I tell you to quit wearing your frown There is a downfall after belittling pride...I can’t hide my unfailing failures and I cried Do me a favor and be confident instead - what’s going on in your pitiful head? Because I can’t keep up with your stride...your racing thoughts of Jackal and Hyde Savor the moment of humble joy and discard inner dread, underlined in red I have fallen short I am your last resort You aborted love in my heart You hoarded hate from the start You abhorred the happiness I had You sowed discord and made me sad I forlorned, but you just simply ignored me I am scorned by your envious blasphemy Your awful vanity scars me from within You’re unhappy in your decaying skin Your Jackal and Hyde pride Made me succumb to perilous death tonight My brain is fried and I tried To tell you I forgive you with all of my might Yeah, I tried my hardest to even swallow Your pride of sorrow, in which you wallow I am very discomforted My voice is distorted I mustn’t give up so easily I won’t let you discourage me I shouldn’t lie to myself right now I should tell the truth of who I am somehow… I am stronger than I realize, I am not alone And I am not a failure… I am weaker in your eyes You are on your own And you are supposedly unattainably successful With false hope and error, beyond unsustainable I don’t have to prove it to you that I am so content I don’t have to stay up all night to give you attention I don’t have to tell you how I feel as of the present I don’t have to give up my good times’ intervention I can live life cheerfully without your Jackal and Hyde pride Don’t want to live a lie and blindly be on your dangerous ride I just want you to know that I sincerely care for you and want the best for you still, Regardless of the fact that you act like a pill… You still fill me up with such extraterrestrial thrill We should be Jack and Jill on our own little hill, killing each other with kindness Instead of your Jackal and Hyde pride, concealing the view of you and I’s happiness

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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