Thursday, July 28, 2016

The Weighting Game, by Amory McKeever




Spent four long years
living in my locker
hiding away
from a Letterman stalker

The things they said
cut me so deep
It was a miracle
that I didn't bleed

If this is my skin
why does it make me sick
How can I fit in
when it's so damn thick

No club I could join
with other people like me
Forever alone
the biggest fish in the sea

A punchline walking
the focus of their jokes
No matter what I said
it's like I never spoke

If this is my skin
why does it make me sick
How can I fit in
when it's so damn thick

Sadie Hawkins dance
might as well be the moon
No one asked me go
Limos don't have the room

Or that's what they say
just before the laughter
that same old torture
carried on the day after

If this is my skin
why does it make me sick
How can I fit in
when it's so damn thick

Welcome to the future
It's been years since then
I guess I'm stronger now
Than I've ever been

Is it because I survived
or because I got thin
That nothing gets to me
not even love gets in

If this is my skin
why does it make me sick
How can I fit in
when it's so damn thick

Friday, July 1, 2016

Erased, by Amory McKeever




I can't see the lights
and I can't hear the speakers

but I can feel what you said

right down to my sneakers
I am overcome with dread
You say you're leaving me
That love is blind
but just not technically
That love conquers all
except the lack of chemistry
That I have a beautiful soul
but you wish I matched aesthetically

The dance floor melts away
and all the people disappear
This is not my jam
but it's the song I always feared
You say it's not me it's you
but mention how I'm just too weird
That I always had your heart
but now suddenly your mind is clear
That I would surely find someone
but it just came out insincere
That you'll always remember me
as if I'm some kind of souvenir

Of course you chose a public place
Maybe so I wouldn't make a scene
Even though my broken face
Might as well be a scream
No matter how fast my pace
as I headed for the door
What was seen can't be unseen
my spirit's left on the floor
They could have been kerosene
the way you burned me to the core
Or perhaps it was a guillotine
the way I can't feel no more