She opens her mouth to say the words
but no sound comes out
reaches to wipe away the tears
but her hands remain dry
tries to hide the scars
discovers they can't be seen
desperately wants to show the truth
only the mask is stuck
checks that no one recognizes her pain
finds that no one is watching

There is no better m&m;
They all taste the same
Take away the color coating
And no differences remain
One just like the other
Indistinguishable
Variations in taste
Are in the mind
No m&m;
More delicious then the other
The whole bag is eaten
No m&m; left out

Over time
I built the box
wall by wall
day by day
composed of dreams
and desires
ideals, beliefs, and goals

Over time
it kept me safe
and where I wanted to be
within the boundaries
of what I wanted
pushing me to succeed
keeping me in line

Over time
it became a prison
trapping me in, not letting me out
leaving no room for growth
no room to move
to change, improve,
or to fail

Over time
I took it down
wall by wall
day by day
removed of dreams
and desires
ideals, beliefs, and goals

Over time
replaced by the openness
of being whatever I want to be
able to let things go
and to make mistakes
for to err is to be human
and with that I was set free