PLEASE DON'T EXPECT MAGIC FROM ME

 

Please don't expect magic from me 

But if I had to choose my favorite person in the room

It'd always be me 

Please don't expect comfort from me 

I couldn't possibly help you 

You ask why but I 

thought you had already figured out 

If i had any help

I'd have probably used every bit of it for myself 

For I need it more than anyone else 

Why? oh honey we humans are selfish beings 

We do not understand neither will we try to 

And I'm just another ugly root of the human kind

so how can you expect magic from me 

Please don't expect magic from me

Just because you saw my room 

Clean and organized 

But the beds in my mind are 

Wrinkled ,stained and bloody

For the drawers of my mind are overcrowded with thoughts i cannot handle 

The floor covered in paper cubes 

Oh how i wish they were cubes but they do not have an organized shape either

It's like the mess in my room just teleported to my mind 

Sure you forced and obliged magic on me

My magic is now flourished , hope that makes you happy 

See? my room is clean now 

But why would my mind be any of your concern 

For its something you cannot see 

Now please dont expect magic from me 

It's burnt out

Am I a tool to your imagination?

But I do not want to be a subject to your manipulation

Cause drawers don't always have to be messy

For I

am messily organized

Please don't expect magic from me 

I just want to ordinarily consume and manifest self-love 

A giver sure but surely an expector

 

I couldn't possibly be a diamond 

For I still sparkle after being broken

Or rather shattered 

All my bits ,sprinkled and splattered across the room 

Like glitters on a fairy dress 

Maybe that's why you expect magic from me

Please don't expect magic from me 

For I am not dressed in white with a tiara that's yellow

For I am merely someone wanting to be normal

 -GARIMA SUBEDI