Lock it up, bottle it up, send it off.
August 28, 2014
Please don't get too close to me.
I warn everyone once
If you break past those boarders
It is a disaster in itself
No one draws attention
To the girl lost inside her head
Fighting battles within herself
Writing them down now and again
Rip them, burn them, hide them all
Someone read her secrets once
And now the fear is growing
Hiding deeper in herself
Once I heard a friendly voice
That voice is now silence
Happy people are not always content
My best friend showed me once
Now I am alone again
Solitude and grief and fear
Hiding behind the curtain
Now her shadow won’t appear
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