Clouds close around me,
They pull and tell me who to be,
It's dark but there is light,
I close my eyes and fight,
The wind blows,
And my true identity shows,
I'm scared to be so vulnerable,
But I have to open up into reality,
I can't hide behind a fake me,
But I hate who I am,
I hate knowing they can see me,
This storm inside billows and roars,
Like a shaking quivering shore,
Like a satin dress that's torn,
A cracked board keeping score,
Like an old clock ticking on,
Like a dry and dead lawn,
So here I am,
Layed out to you,
Scared and vulnerable but hopeful