Violets are Blue
the Roses are Dead
the daisies have withered
but flowers blossom in her head
Storm clouds surround
she is Nailed to the Ground
children are Scared
she remains Impaired
leave her Alone
that's all she wants
but she can't escape
her own Mind's taunts
she Cries for help
no one Hears
her screams are muffled
by her own Ears
she Believes she is Dumb
it's not True
but is the truth Correct
when it is defined by
Her and not You
NMT
