some times I feel my insides are being punched
some times I feel the burn in my guts
sometimes I just want to yell
sometimes I feel the pain and just want to let go
I never wanted to hurt the people I love
and yet I can't let go of the secret
the dove that circles above my head
shakes every time it lays it's eyes on me
and I know I am responsible for the pain in it's Blue eyes
I know I will always hurt the most kindest of creatures
but what can I do with a cursed inheritance
what can I do when the ghosts stare at my soul
what can I do when they turn me inside out

I heat my body to bubbles
and maybe that's why I fly away
and why I snap
and why after I feel broken
all I need was to stay safe
in the confines of my mind

I'm afraid
Of
Eyes
Seeing me for
Who I truly am
That "they" might
Hate me
Because
I'm different.

I'm afraid
Of
Ears
That "they" might
Hear what I have to say
But
No one will want to
Listen

I'm afraid of
Hands
That "they" might
Make a fist or
Worst
Point a finger at me and
Single me
Out

I'm afraid
Of
You
The public is
Dangerous and
THEY have no time
To care about
My opinion
Only
"Theirs"