i want to speak so many things,
but i feel like people will judge.
judge my mind, my whole being.
i'm human too, aren't i? it's just
difficult for me to express,
what i want to say.
that's all.

i keep my lips zipped close.
people judge me, don't they?
at least, that's all i hear.
the whispers of judgement,
and i'm scared.

love is like a band-aid,
that you'll never want
to ever, ever take off.
even at your worst
days, your love
is there. shining,
like the brightest
star.

tears fall, up against the wall
my demons are down the hall.
tonight i need a friend, to stay
and tell me, "it's okay."