I am broken and afraid, and I hurt so deep inside,

I beat myself and tear apart, my ever breaking mind,

The people that, inside my head, four long years reside,

Berate me constant, and ever speak: their clawing, biting lies

I hide my flaws behind a mask, I hide behind my lies,

I dance around the topic and yet no one realized,

I know so much about their lives,

They know so little about me,

How can they think that I am safe, when my walls are barely made?

And yet...

I comfort them,

I hold them close,

I heal up their insides,

And then I hold them for support, by telling them more lies

Know that I am only good,

Am only bright outside,

Inside my heart a broken soul,

And multitudes of lies,

Darkened secrets in my past,

Hidden painful ties,

Untold horrors, demons, killers,

I've been de-humanized,

I still pretend that I am safe,

An island in the storm,

And people seek my harbour 'safe'

To ease their troubled lives,

I use the people that I heal,

To patch and cover my scars,

But it cant last long,

It wont endure,

How long until that time?