Woop, woop! Third update today!
I like this one a lot....
Maybe I'm just being weird....
Or it's just how it turned out.
I don't know.
Anyway, enjoy! (maybe)
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Under lock and key
Are my thoughts
And the fact that I never fought
To keep them hidden before
Makes me realize that I should
Now hide them more
For if my thoughts were let out
People would surely call me a freak
Under lock and key
Are my emotions
Which, you know,
If they really mattered at all
I'd let them show
But because they don't
And because no one cares
I don't think I'll be able to find
My perfect pair
For if my emotions were let out
People would surely call me naïve
Under lock and key
Are my scars
Which still bleed
Even after my heart
Stops
And nothing but my body
Remains
For if my scars were on show
People would try to get me help
And I don't want help
Under lock and key
Is the pain
That comes and goes like the rain
On nights where it's particularly bad
I take out a blade
And I slit my wrists with it
But small,
So no one notices
And no one can see
How much I hide beneath
My happy exterior
For if that pain was shown
People would call me weak
And I am weak
But I am also strong in my own way
Under lock and key
Is the happiness
Because I just can't
Let it out anymore
For if that happiness is shown
People will try to
Bring me down lower
And I can't let that happen
Under lock and key
Is my hatred
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My Poems [Completed]
PoesieThe creative writing of a thirteen year old going through her last year of middle school. Please welcome the author as she gives you a glimpse of her thoughts, dreams, actions, and just her life in general.