StrawberryPamcakes

I hide it in my closet like the monster it is. I won't let you see the scars because you'll pull out the stitches. and everything will come pouring out. I'll come pouring out And you'll see every naked drop for what it is and what it isn't until I lay open and bare in a translucent puddle. Will you re-solidify me then? I keep it under lock and key like a prisoner Please don't rattle the bars it might just riot against me. I might just riot against me. and tell you what I've always wanted to tell you But it whispers in my ear that you'll make a run for it And not take me with you. At least not all of me. I keep it behind a