me

Me In my dreams I don’t look like this
Take me out of my skin
and place me where I belong
Somewhere elseI did not become so
tragic and so darkFor funThis is what is inside
meHiding behind the habitAnd I don’t have to
explain the reasonTo anyoneI lower my head to
cover my eyesHide my face from the worldI tug at my clothes
And itch in my skinWanting to pull into myselfAnd disappearBecome the
thoughtsAnd feelingsIntangible thingsSo that none may see me
But rather an ideaA conceptOf who I think I should beWhat I want to beBecause
no matter if I starve myselfOr let loose my anger in a floodTo release all the energyProductivelyI will never see myselfAs something b
eautifulAnd I will never be at a placeWhere I can love who I am