No body shall see them
Until you let them in,
If you let them in.

No body shall see
These delicate little marks
That are so filled with anger.

The cracks begin to show
In such an unwilling way,
That they submerge you.
Immerse you.

Until you cannot see the other side.
And all of the beautiful flowers
That once bloomed
In your scintillating mind,
Slowly faded,
And fell to a significant death.

That is when the cracks begin to show,
Because no longer is there control.