All About Me

Sitting here I am looking back,
as my mind wanders to what to pack.
I’m leaving town to start again.
I’m sick of causing myself pain.
I don’t know how to be strong,
I do know how it feels to be wrong.

I’ve had my heart ache and my heart break.
I’ve felt emotions that can’t be fake.
I’ve had my smiles and had my frowns,
I know how it looks and feels to be down.

I love my friends and family so,
they make it hard for me to make myself go.
I have to be brave and leave the world I know.
I have to be brave and start my own little side show.
It’s of a girl, who can not pretend,
it’s of a girl who heart will not mend.

She has the big innocent smile and eyes to match.
Her attention is really hard to catch.
She spends her days scribbling away.
Creating a world she fits in no matter who she is or what the day.
Her imagination runs free and wild.
In her beats the heart of a child.

Naïve, complacent and easily pleased.
Words are the sedative that make her panic become eased.
Spinning a line to keep her will at bay,
spin her another its only one more day.
Emotional stability rocky and crumbling.
She walks around school grounds mumbling.
She hides her eyes behind her hair,
they’re red and puffy but no one cares.