She was made of silk Though she was soft to the touch Her fibers were strong Her secrets and stories Tightly woven But if you grasp one loose string She unraveled as quickly As she was woven together
My thoughts are chaotic The words on my mind Are too big for my mouth Instead they flow through my veins Ink spilling over this paper Like blood on a marble floor
Help. Help me from my thoughts. Help me from my darkness. Help me hide my true self. Because if you met me You will run, You will avoid me, Hide from me You will be scared of me, So help me Help me put my mask back on, So you won’t have to see me
I wish I could view the world Through the eyes of a child Finding beauty in the small things Unapologetically happy Blissfully unaware of the evils Lurking behind every corner