Bottling up her emotions
She holds her fear inwards
Avoiding the society
She just hides behind the Shadows
Enduring the cold in her heart
She ties herself down
With rocks of secrecy.
Her hands grow brains of their own
She knows not what she writes
She heats up as she avoids conversations
That may magnetize her heart
She shivers in the cold
Dropping books as she carries
Even her diary has no ears to hear her.
She whispers into the wind alone
Sitting on an unfinished bench
She takes in the pain to clear her mind
Her heart ignores the thorn around
And she stares into the sky
Her blue eyes turn into purple
As the sky turns dark.
The clouds take in her fear
And rain on her
Her smiles are just frowns
She can no longer walk tall
She hides even from her own shadow
She avoids the sun only to come out
When its cloudy.
This time her muscles are weak
There is no ear for her to unleash this fear to.
