Inside Out

I wish you could see how I feel inside If I could I would show you I'd slice myself down the side It'd look like a slit in a dress that rides high And folding my pink skin back on my thigh I'd turn me inside out. This way you can finally scout out What words could never fully express It's all this pain that just pressed It was the pressure on my chest Now you can see how it crushed my ribs Flattening my heart like my breasts I wish you could see how I feel inside So I take your hand in mine and guide I let you feel my guts that've dried You hold them in your hand and now can tell They're just hollow pieces painted pastel To look like real organs but truth is I'm empty I know you're staring at them All my rotten parts The ones that made me bitter and poisoned my smile I'm rotting inside You pull your hand back and it's black As if you pulled it out of your truck I'm a piece of work too, I know But even you don't have the right pieces to fix this busted piece of junk cargo You look so sad and that makes my stomach twist in knots You'd have to be a boy scout to untie them Now the bloody tears are spilling from my eyes Because it hurts so much more than the clear which just minimize The hurting and can you look on my with pity please? And under his hot breath, "Now she's not so pretty.." So I zip myself back up and My body starts to shake like a quake As I try to contain this new pain and the shame I can try to remain tame but The flitter flutter shudders Turns into my still small frame Convulsing and contorting as I'm slowly imploding And while my hollow pieces rattle inside I know I'm never to unzip this tight pink skin Instead my outsides will remain out And my insides in.