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Closets


It's dark and alone in here

But I still bite my tongue because it's better

I don't mind the spiders and ghouls

The reward means so much greater

I would rather be what I am not

To please my own kin

My friends are all very nice

But they won't have my back in the end

Mabye I was squirming to much

Mommy dropped me and I hit my head

Maybe I was at school and someone sneezed

And that's why I feel like this

I guess It would be better

If I could just whisper it out loud

But I'll just sit in here quietly

Shut the door and never come out

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