misunderstood

please get me away
from this man in the fucking mirror
i want to make one thing clear
i'm not who he says i am
he drinks venom
and spits poison into the world
i need to place him on the edge of a cliff
kick him off
and never look back again
i'll walk away with a smile
only stop so i can hear the 
splat!
nobody would miss him
nobody really knows him at all
he is just the shell of a man
walks around with big eyes and no vision
speaks big words with no action
he exercises his tongue
but never goes for a run
he spills ink on a page
the whole day
and never shuts the fuck up!
yet says nothing at all
his heart beats, but it beats for nothing
he speaks, but he speaks to no one
he reaches his hand out for help,
but nobody's near
he just breaths in his own air
he feels like he's speaking in tongues
nobody understands
he's shouting!
the silence rings through the air
he's grasping!
the world slips through his fingertips
the voices are taunting
the fingers are pointed in his direction
the air has turned into laughter
he can't breathe
his face is turning red
then somebody turns to him and says
one day they will understand.