I am composed

Underneath the layers of clothes I am melting-
but don’t get me wrong I am imploding not exploding for I am-

Composed.

I am composed and in matter of fact I am in control. How do you think I am able to hide under these expressions and ink with such precision and succession.

Composed I hide under the veil of my disguise. My clay face, and I-promise to not disgrace not betray I pray for my clay face to stay and stay it must-

For-
I am composed. I am.

No one told me that clay cracks under heat. Never mind I shall try metal for a mask that way I could bask in all the rays that is imploding heat.

Never exploding you will never be decoding never loading the ideas in my mind that would make me sway to a side make me change my mind for I will not waver.

I am composed.

It's not the fact that I was left,
it's the fact that I was never told why.

She took away my independence,
Her lips as red as the blood I cry
Stealing my spirit through jagged lines
I live to give my life away

More and more I tear at flesh,
She pries me open and has her fill,
More and more she drinks until
I've eaten my own soul away

Pearls to swine! she cried,
Pearls to swine!
I adorn myself with riches given freely
As I roll in the mud for my own inadequacy

To smell your hair
Would mean to be near

To smell your hair
Means we share the same air

To smell your hair
Means we both see clear

To never smell your hair
Is just what I fear