Prove to me

That there's no twilight galaxy

Sing it to me-

always I search.

Put me down.

Lead me away, through confusion

Pain and fear will follow
But at least we'll be together.

Pain and fear will follow-
So put me down.

I'm sorry
my broken pieces
cut you,
but I'm not sorry
for the way
I chose to put
them back together.

I'm surrounded by these four walls,
My thoughts bouncing off of them;
Loud and clear.

I find comfort in these four walls,
Knowing that my cries for help never leave,
That when I wail at night no one can get to me.

I also feel trapped by these four walls,
They make me feel small,
The white colour blinding me when I come up for air each time.

But these four walls know me better than anyone else here,
They know the real me.
Because when I leave these four walls every morning,
I leave as a new me.