I think I’m falling again.
Maybe its the gravity
pulling me back down
to earth and waking me up,
but maybe its my mind
showing me I am not the normal girl
I am striving to be.
Please believe my smile.
I promise its real
in some sense,
in some way.
I can honestly say
I was okay for so long.
I know the way
you view me as I
walk through the halls.
I do not agree with your
judgements of a book
by its broken and cracked cover.
You do not know my heart
nor my darkening mind.
I urge you to stay back
and to never try to understand me,
because I am not so easy.
I am nothing but a puzzle
with rounded edges which
do not fit together.
I do not want you to get hurt
or to think I am pushing you away
because I am trying to protect you
from these obsessive hands
that reach out from my mind.
Please, stay away.
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 9:33 PM UTC
I think I’m falling again.
Maybe its the gravity
pulling me back down
to earth and waking me up,
but maybe its my mind
showing me I am not the normal girl
I am striving to be.
Please believe my smile.
I promise its real
in some sense,
in some way.
I can honestly say
I was okay for so long.
I know the way
you view me as I
walk through the halls.
I do not agree with your
judgements of a book
by its broken and cracked cover.
You do not know my heart
nor my darkening mind.
I urge you to stay back
and to never try to understand me,
because I am not so easy.
I am nothing but a puzzle
with rounded edges which
do not fit together.
I do not want you to get hurt
or to think I am pushing you away
because I am trying to protect you
from these obsessive hands
that reach out from my mind.
Please, stay away.
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