It takes a lot of muscles to smile
That's why I don't do it often
it's exhausting
Just for them to know you're fineIt also takes a lot of blood to think
This I do always
It's exhausting
Just for my brain to tell I'm not fineIt takes a lot of time to heal
I don't know how to do this
It's exhausting
Just to pick and put back the piecesIt takes a lot to live
I don't know why I still do this
It's exhausting
Just waiting to be at peaceIs this the feeling of being a scarlet
Taken a lot
By someone who doesn't know me
Yet the scale isn't balanceTake all six
Not to bring back time
Nor bring back what's lost
But take me with all that has been dust
YOU ARE READING
Flowing words
PoetryThe words flow through her mind But never in her mouth Fighting to be burst out loud Until it's forgotten and never to be found