Peremptory
Sewn lips
That’s my best stitch
You don’t seem to have any limits
Must be nice to have no off switch
How do I keep ending up
Silencing my roar
Can’t seem to stop myself
From always shutting my windows and doors
Somehow I’m stronger on my own
My spirit got brittle
My fire was stifled
When I opened my soul to yours
Catch my eyes
Mostly penetrating the floor
Lost my confidence
And more
The insecurity demons
They eat me
Feast on my uncertainty
Questioning everything I do
Swallow vials of razors
Sit on my hands
Better off motionless
Easier to please the appraiser
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