Saturday, July 19, 2014

This Is My Façade

Sherlock reference intended.

When I told you things were good, I was lying. Truth is, last week I blacked out and crumpled to the ground. Everybody says it's my nutrition, but I think it has more to do with my mindset on the matter.

Because I think I wanted to collapse.

And I know it's just as pitiful as putting out my arms and yelling "save me!", but it makes me feel better about myself. This façade's paint is cracking and the pressure it's holding back is growing in strength. These doors were sealed shut years ago, and believe me, if I could open them I'd be humming Newsies and Frozen and all day long. 

My façade isn't very colorful. It's mostly just gray with some fake windows. And I know it's not much, but your name is carved in the door.

1 comment:

  1. "I know its not much, but your name is carved on the door" mmm


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