When I get sad
I liked to curl into a ball
That way I can pretend
That I dont exist at all
Within that ball
I hide my self
In hard to find places
Tight and secluded
I always find the right spaces
Hidden from the prying eyes
Of the people all around
Gossip spread by word of mouth
Makes my head spin round
I close my eyes tightly
Cover my ears with my hands
knees tucked away
becoming as small as I can
Using the logic of a child
Who's too afraid to come out
If I can't see them, they cant see me
Let's pretend its true, Forget the doubt
Underneath a cloud of sin
Beautifully dark and secluded
Within this sadness i dwell
My Problems concluded
I'm a little ball of safety
Built especially for me
Hush now be silent
Just leave me be
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 10:48 PM UTC
When I get sad
I liked to curl into a ball
That way I can pretend
That I dont exist at all
Within that ball
I hide my self
In hard to find places
Tight and secluded
I always find the right spaces
Hidden from the prying eyes
Of the people all around
Gossip spread by word of mouth
Makes my head spin round
I close my eyes tightly
Cover my ears with my hands
knees tucked away
becoming as small as I can
Using the logic of a child
Who's too afraid to come out
If I can't see them, they cant see me
Let's pretend its true, Forget the doubt
Underneath a cloud of sin
Beautifully dark and secluded
Within this sadness i dwell
My Problems concluded
I'm a little ball of safety
Built especially for me
Hush now be silent
Just leave me be
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