She's been keeping everything in,
soul now filled with pain
till all of it has been
spilling around her skin
society's noise
supplies her anxious mind,
left with no choice
but let silence be her only voice

even when happiness
speaks her lips

still,
she is keeping everything in
and,
pain is seen
around her skin.

-kem ann

I put apart the yellows and the blues
fix my blemish, curl my hair and got new shoes
zip the skirt up and on my tiny waist
with trimmings of white and some expensive lace

I wore grand mother's pearls and a diamond ring
I wore a smile and a purse with a sling
My lips red and sparkles in my eyes
I wore a voice so sweet it never dared to tell lies

"she's really a beauty " they whisper and say,
"I think it's cause she lost all that weight."
nails all polished, clasped hands to pray
"I really hope they will love me this way."

I've  gone too far to be something of your fancy
I've turned into pretty but it's me you can't see
those days carefree, those days i miss
but you will never love me like this.

you will never love me when
the yellows and blues I can't seem to put apart
but I pride myself for having a bigger heart
when my curls have faded and my shoes are broken
and the trimmings and lace run loosely unwoven

I want  you to love me  when
I speak of  pieces I hold
the stories and truth  from surface unfolds
like pearls that held memories of my dead grandmother
and a big diamond ring from an unfaithful lover

Cause it's hard to love me when
my lips are dried pale mumbling rude curses,
and  I only really buy second-hand purses
my eyes only sparkle cause I'm holding  back a tear
and my voice may be sweet but it could lie too, I fear.

So i guess im back to putting on a pretty dress
Stitch up the laces and clean up my mess
Keep a sweet voice with something nice to say
Cause maybe you'll only love me this way.

You are the moon and to everyone that matters, the constellation. They may seem absent but keep this in mind that they are always there -surrounding, evolving, moving around you. Yet just like you, they too feel sometimes, you are nowhere near from them.

Know that we are all the same, there are times when we shine and there are times when we don't. And when we don't it makes seeking present. We look around. Some even look back. And seeking is normal. Never put it in shame or fear for this is what makes us similar.

Like anyone else, we look up to the one shining for us at our darkest.

-kem ann