Brain on Paper

Under my bed

Under my bed, the dark of dust

I keep things which I can't trust

May smile all day, may laugh out loud

Make all my family members proud

But once a day I lock the door

Shivers on my skin get more

Open up this little box, so quietly

Metal in my hand shines brightly

It's the key to my heart

My hidden piece, my piece of art

I locked you down under a bed

In a box, with writing red

Sweet perfume on secret letters

Nothing around me really matters

Tear it down, that smile, that joy

Brings me back to this one boy

Who's love I hide so far away

Yet I meet it everyday

The times I tried to forget you

Are over and every night I'm blue

Your kiss, your eyes, the pretty mine

Box so wooden, made of pine

You're nothing but a dying tree

Not existing until I set it free

I could forget you but I won't

A love, a pact, forever bond