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Possibly Triggering - cherished inadequacy
i used to be accepted, pretty- dressed up and folded away. sharing rehearsed silver words in good faith. i have fallen in disgrace. these clothes have taken on a new taste. my mind has shifted to the truth that was uncovered throught this black veil of denial. instead of reciocing in this new found truth. now i am told to meet them half- way, to meet their wants instead of my needs. that or be locked away. crawling with two broken and shattered knees. i need to walk to dizzy to see, and falling to the ground with out making a sound my attempts to scream your name, reveal my true face to you, and heal my pain cannot be maintained. why change for you? the cuts are healed but i can still feel the blood squeezing through as i get sick again i am tired of being pretty, dressed up and folded away because of you, even though it disgusts you. it's for all of you that i lie, standing in pain and hating to arrive.
me is how i dress, how i feel, what i do, but once all of you are done trying to change my personality to fit the norm of society, maybe i will return unlike you but cherished none the less.
Last edited by midnight-moonphoenix : 17-10-2007 at 11:19 PM.
Reason: to add a label i had to figure it out
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