Within These Walls


1. Within These Walls

The walls around me are built up high,
Inside them I let out a soft cry.
With my head hung low I sit,
Slumped shoulders and scarred wrists.
My face unrecognizable, my makeup smeared,
I get lost in oblivion for no one cares.
Maybe they do, but they don't make me feel that way.
So I push them aside, get out of their way.
I once used to be a princess in disguise,
But as my tiara slipped, dark clouds covered the sky.
And oh! Those demons took over me,
Silencing my cries and no one could hear.
So now as I sit with my head hung low,
I break my skin, blood splattering on the floor.

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