There is a part of me,
It hides deep inside,
It's appalling, it is misery,
I can't get away, there's nowhere to hide.
I find myself up at 3 am,
Crying silently into my pillow,
I look at my friend in the picture frame,
She says she cares, but she doesn't even know...
That tears stream down my face and liquid down my arm,
I chose to be this way, I say,
Making my mind up in such haste,
But I've decided I'm absolutely okay.
Because the rest of me...
It feels love and affection,
I start to feel so free from myself,
I don't need to build a wall, no more fake protection.
I know I'm cared for,
I know I'm loved!
My life is now an open door,
Myself, into which, I've shoved.
I look at the mirror, smiling at me,
A ray of delicate sunshine caresses my face,
I am finally able to accept what I see,
The past has been turned into a misty haze.
