I used to run once,
now I just walk,
I used to care once,
I doubt I ever will.
I used to smile once
I still smile...
Maybe I'm no longer the person you used to know
You'd think I'd have known better
than to listen to people.
But I never said that I knew myself
And my body is a cage
With no way out.
I'd like to leave
Please
Yet my thoughts are restrained
by my skin.
I'm always tearing
and ripping and
scratching at it.
I just keeps growing back.
Sep 28, 2017
Sep 28, 2017 at 3:46 PM UTC
I used to run once,
now I just walk,
I used to care once,
I doubt I ever will.
I used to smile once
I still smile...
Maybe I'm no longer the person you used to know
You'd think I'd have known better
than to listen to people.
But I never said that I knew myself
And my body is a cage
With no way out.
I'd like to leave
Please
Yet my thoughts are restrained
by my skin.
I'm always tearing
and ripping and
scratching at it.
I just keeps growing back.