Imaginationary

Shattered,battered,tattered soul living half a life, unwhole. wake to scream your inner anguish in the mirror you must languish. Push and pull your wounded shell keep ing silence, never tell, any living thing of flights taken through the starry nights to the land of make believe or the friends will make you leave never to go back again in your dreams of lizard skin where you really are a knight in your armor shining bright or a dragon to be slain doesn't matter you're insane. who can tell if you are still? Shut your mouth there's time to kill.