Truth

There are a lot of things
You don’t know,
There are a lot of things
You wouldn’t want to know,
And there are a lot of things
I don’t want you to know.

6 months ago,
If it wasn’t for her
I wouldn’t be here,
And she doesn’t know.

5 months ago,
If it wasn’t for him
Turning up,
I wouldn’t be here,
He knows this.

Every month
My world breaks,
And every month
I try to put it together,
Again.

My body starts to shake,
I can’t form words,
I lock myself up,
Until it’s over.

This happens every month,
No one knows this,
No one really knows,
Me.

Really I’m just…
A scared little girl
Who’s racked with nerves,
Who hides behind a wall.
A little girl who is lost,
A little girl who doesn’t
Want to come out but
Doesn’t want to hide.

I’m just
A little girl,
Who wants to be,
Who she really is.