Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2017
We are going outside
And I wanted to wear my flannel
But they objected, they told me
I needed to feel the pain
But I wanted to wear my flannel
I wanted to wear it so much
That if I wear it, I won't be able to take it off
I really want to wear my flannel
To hide those scars and wounds
To protect myself from agony
Have to defend myself constantly
And so I wore my flannel
But everything just got worse
I tried to protect, to defend
The thing is, the flannel ripped off
Thought that flannel would help
Instead, it made things worse for me
Written by
Please log in to view and add comments on poems