I'll become a clown because I cannot say aloud what really turns my frown upside down when you're around (8/8)

I think it is best if you left you petty theft
Stealing my joy as you ploy my peers into your squeals and I'll kneel to you appeal to speak again repress any conflict that in fact that will light a match because I cannot deal so I seal what I feel (7/8)

You felt insulted, but it always resulted in you leaving because it's always my fault for your seething, so you seek for my pleading and misreading anything I would do (6/8)

I used to chase, beg, and cry, but I'm not a dog anymore nor will pry to try for something beaten and dried
I used to see something good in you, defended you til I was blue as my friends had no clue what I viewed but they knew what I would do for you (5/8)

Anyone that was different from you that you couldn't relate to you hated, especially when I dated you rage baited
Your lack of empathy is alarming, and your anger is daunting
No wonder if I had a conflict with you It would haunt me because if you blew up , I threw up
(4/8)

You say it's one-sided , but I would've stolen the moon for you even if i met my doom
You frame me into a chore, and you always craved war when you were bored
one-sided, I agree, my bones would snap and shatter so I wouldn't be battered by your temperamental attitude, (3/8)

You blame me for my assumptions that you proved are plain and true
But you would slain anything I aimed and threw it back because you felt attacked
You hate it when Im high, but I never complain about your blackout nights (2/8)

Magnetized fire 3:Nothing lights my soul more than someone lending an ear.
Let me be your emergency contact. I'll fill that void as long I'm treated honestly

Magnetized fire 2:I let out a hushed whisper, but in my mind, it swirls into a bellowing scream.
I long for my twin flame that extinguished long ago.
Aimlessly throwing matches in the wind, trying to find another companion that catches flame.

Give me a snipping tool to chop chop chop but at a cost of thousands and no spare change for the obese. (pt 5/5)

Metallic taste coats my tongue as I chew my gums craving junk
Take a shot to suck the fat away. Why is it harder the natural way?
Why am I the only one who finds myself beautiful? I hate being called cute or lusted after for quick fun.
(pt 4/5)

Comparison on social media is a death wish with how they cut and snip off pounds with editing tools
Grind grind grind til I can't chew on chemical filled foods that latch onto my stomach
Fuck your beauty standards I'm doing this for my health (pt 3/5)

My face card is always potent, but my double chin doesn't make it lethal.
I want to be a poisonous viper beautiful, that people clamor in line to die with me.
I want to be a warrior angel fitted with the best armor and body that only the average dreams of. (pt 2/5)

Deceased pt 3:You're free to haunt me. You were always so paranormal, so it wouldn't be any different. I'm just so lonely to have good soul gone from my life. You were my twin flame, that part of me laid to rest when news broke you died accidentally. I'm hexxed to feel empty in the void you left

Parents pt 2: Even when the flames seared my skin or had no hug to find solace in, I gritted my teeth into a smile and took it in, or there would be hell to pay. Words I knew from him were filled with ulterior motives, and words I heard from her always had a distant meaning

Deceased pt 2: Your silence is despicable, but you can't help it. You're no longer walking along the living.
I morn the dead memories we had, hoping this is all a cruel joke. I miss my guardian angel, my best friend, that I could actually lean on.