everyone knows my name,
everyone knows my face,
everyone knows my smile,
everyone knows my laugh,
everyone knows my voice,
but it doesn’t matter cause,
they don’t know my story,
they don’t know my scars,
they don’t know my lies,
they don’t know my pain,
they don’t know,
how much I’m breaking down,
how much I’m trying to hold on,
how much I’m losing my trust,
how much I’m struggling,
how much I’m dying
I’m not sure what I feel right now
But I’m pretty certain it’s fear.
I wish it would leave me alone,
I much prefer when I can focus on
Something other than being scared.
It’s much bigger in my mind than
It deserves to be, eating up precious
Space that could be devoted to
Positive thoughts, inner peace,
All manner of things I would rather
Be experiencing than this.
Flowers in her hair.
Coca Cola in her veins.
Love in her soul.
And a storm in her heart.