Trapped
There is tape on my mouth
Sealing my lips shut.
I walk with my mouth sealed
And the screams twists and burn inside my soul.
There is dust in my eyes
That cannot be wiped away.
I look at the mirror
And my form changes.
I do not see what others see,
I see someone else
Looking right back at me,
Eyes clear and bright.
There are lines of my body,
Big, red, ugly, bleeding.
There are mutations on my chest.
But the person in the mirror
Is clean and its clothes
Do not sag down or look too tight
Unlike on my own skin.
Is that a smile on that person's face?
I have not smiled in a long time.
But how can I?
The tape seals my lips shut.
That person is happy.
That person is free.
That person can be whoever
It wants to be.
Meanwhile here I am, trapped
In my own body.
Binds hold me down,
And I cannot move.
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