i've been meaning to do a tell all story but the question is idk where to start how on earth could i open up my heart it's been chewed on and spit on ripped apart what is it that you wish to seek? to find out about me all the impleasant things or perhaps the simplicity the countless days i've cried myself to sleep crying on the inside , looking out the abundance i have of self doubt how i cannot stand to be in large crowds how i open my mouth i try to speak but the words do not come out i do not make a sound i'm quiet as a mouse
cold sweat drips down my face all eyes on my this isn't my place so i quickly hide in that dark corner of a space or do you only want to see what you distinguish of me? i lay on a smile so thick you wouldn't believe all the contemplation scrambling in my head call me a forgery if you will but you don't get to put me in my place tell me to stand still "if your feeling down take some advil or should i get you a prescription perhaps a refill" oh honey , please tell me another joke the words slither down out of your mouth do u hear yourself speak? yet you do not choke & that is only one part of me you do not know