I want my heart to wrench
But it won't
My brain works overtime
I can't sleep
I can't eat
I can't feel
I can only cry
Curl up in a ball and sob
It's not pretty
It never is
I never am
But it gets it out
Instead of screaming
Fighting
Kicking my feet
Like an obnoxious child
I just allow the tears to cascade down my cheeks
Peace
Tranquility
Makeup ruins it
But then again
The makeup never suited me anyway
It never did
Only made me insecure
Only made me feel bad about myself
—Lila • May—
