Nov 25, 2004 21:48
*Bare*
My soul is bare for everyone to see
Defenseless, emotional me
Standing wounded with the scars of my past covering me like a blanket
Stitched to my skin, sewn into my heart
Mistakes filled with hopeless unnatural tendencies that leave my body frail
Uncaring
Hot as a candle burning into my flesh
Is my temper and unwillingness to go into my world that seems naturally Unhappy
I wish time could stand still in the world of ice cream runs, play grounds, and worriless days.
But reality sets in and my soul is Bare.