(2013)
I pretend I know everything, Or that I can do anything, But I don’t, And I can’t. Sure I may act
In my ear, Ana whispers And tells me just Be thinner, dear But I fear
Scars on legs And scars on arms Incisions on bodies And stitches for sealing Cuts and scrapes
Eyes are shifting Slowly sifting Through the darkness Of the scrying glass, Hours spent staring
My sudden bursts Of depression Are like a typhoon Flooding a small island Or a hurricane
Walking talking depression Who’s too big around the waist Saying you’re messed up But what I’ll never understand Is how you think that you’re
Sometimes I feel myself Willing to cry And sad over nothing I can remember That would make me upset
Running through a forest Of never ending trees And everlasting green Some people fall And some turn back
In the morning wake And breathe fresh air To distract my thoughts From a recent nightmare Then go through processes
I want to try The simple cut Not a cry for help But a physical release From the prison
Passing Time I spend my days Falling through the glass That is our fragile world Chasing something
I want to be the one You tell your problems to, Because no one else seems to liste… I want to be the one Who understands you,
I’m like a broken plate That you threw on the ground Because you were upset But no matter what you do You can never fix it
Ten times more They whisper hate And I wish they would stop Because of late I’ve seen these people
To tell the truth Most things are easy And I’m the one To destroy simplicity And blow things far