You stand in front of me,
What was once a skyscraper boasting it’s valiance to the world
Is now a hill of toppled bricks that couldn’t quite hold under the pressure.
What happened to I haven’t seen you speak this sincere since grandma died,
Your eyes,
Red with lies,
Pupils dilated,
Behind your shades they hide,
That extra drink you shouldn’t have downed and your attempt to balance it out with the chill of snowflakes,
You are living inside of s trip so I know my words don’t matter to you,
They can’t climb up the ladder of your attention span,
They fall down the tunnel of your eardrum into the abandoned subway where the old you was noosed to the back of a train that would never stop you are not a man,
You are a hypocrite.
I hope you know that I hate you.
Why do you play with her heart?
She is not your piano,
Your father was absent from your upbringing but you sure did build yourself in his image.
You preach drugs are bad while you’re seeing doubles,
What happened to you?
You stumble as you walk,
Parading through the streets of rebellion knocking over everything in your way,
Everything you say you trust,
You say people are unreliable but you are too,
You say to put your trust in someone is strictly taboo because like old Miles said:
“Best friends come and go like tides,
But cigarettes stay 20 in a pack,
Burn straight overtime.”
So light another death wish,
Burn it down to the excuses,
Pick your poison for tonight,
Make it anything,
But useless.
What are you proving?
That you are in some way better than your father and his father?
No, you are a liar at best.
Your old man had a woman in his closet when your mother came home,
You have a love poem in your back pocket from Karen,
Texting sweet nothings to Maria,
While you’re lying next to Connie.
You cling to the things that separate you from him,
But everyday the lists gets shorter,
The space’s smaller,
You don’t have to be the sequel to his-story,
You have become everything.
You said you would not and I hate you for it,
You stand in front of me, my yin, in a reflection,
I only hope my yang is strong enough to balance you out.