There are scars on my
Body that I will never
Know where they came from.

There are tearstains on
My pillow I don’t even
Notice anymore.

I’m told I need help
But I don’t even realize
That I am broken.

I thought you said you wanted to get to know me, to know the secret behind my smile(My mask of posture). So I let you in, into my mayhem universe where discomfort , heartache,insecurities follow me where ever I go. You see I imagined you to be different but instead you,chained your heart and threw way the keys so that I couldn’t get in at all.... because of HER. Well I’m not Her, I don’t want to be Her, I just want you to break the chains so that I can show you my widest dreams “A New Beginning”.

She said she loved me but couldn’t commit to me , holding a cigarette with her soft lips and tattoos on her surface . I find her in the mirror sometimes but that’s alright because the world is full of them. I’m tired of listening to what she says and yet she does exactly the opposite so I let her cut herself and whisper   “ please Don’t hurt yourself “