Her Lips & Eyes

Her lips and eyes

Her lips and eyes

Her—lips—and—eyes…

All they fucking care about is her lips—and eyes.

I could cut them off and leave them on the table for all I fucking care.

I’m sick of not being seen as a complete human being

I am nothing more than “lips and eyes.”

I’m tired, no, I’m EXHAUSTED. I’m so god-damn drained. I’m smart and wise, sweet and kind, strong and powerful, but all they care about is those god damned

lips—and—eyes.

Maybe someday I’ll cut them off and place them on display, in a museum under a glass case. Give them what they want since the rest of me

doesn’t—

fucking—

matter.

I’m mad… no, I’m FURIOUS! I don’t fucking deserve this. I love and I guide, I’m patient with others as I myself heal inside…

But who the fuck cares?

When the truth of the matter is, it’s all about those lips and eyes.