For animating my friendship
for your own sadistic entertainment
chipping my shell
because "its cute"
allowing your dark feathers
to lead me into the cynical wilderness
that surrounds your melancholy efforts
to be "rebellious"
for unforgivably befuddling each emotion
that my entire life is based on
to fulfill your pessimistic value of life
I should have listened to them
but i followed your hoots
And the hope I saw in your turquoise shadowed eye
so i allowed you to tear me down
cause my shell was a diamond
I took your names
and blamed your storm of judgment
and I wanted to give you hope
but you inked all over it.
Thanks OWL