Step inside, get away

but all I see,

naked shame.

vulnerable.

scared.

broken.

I am what I am ...

Emotions run through me,

Thoughts of so many things,

Feelings thats kept inside,

So much going on around me,

Wishing to let it all out, 

To tell someone and help me cope.

Even though I show everything is perfect,

It's not. Not at all.

Worst feeling in the world?

Feeling lonely when there is people surrounding you.

There she goes again,

Falling so quick. So hard.

Same person, different time and age.

She pretends not to like him.

Tells people she is done.

but it is her heart that knows the truth.

I long for age

To break my body

And bind me

To the bed

She sits by

And life will

Finally lose

Its ability

To pull me away