Looking back.
What a mess she was, it's almost funny
What a reck, so confused and oh so lost.
Shrouded in the darkness that she created,
A void within her soul.
Trying to, just fighting to fit in.
Just pretend, and act like the other girls,
It's fine, it's not, I'm fine, she's not,
What's a girl to do in this mess?
Turn around and face the sun,
The day has just begun so-
Look up! Straight ahead,
It's not as bad as it's going to get, so
Look up! That monster inside your head
Is it real? Isn't real, it's only a nightmare, and the worst is yet to come.
Now, looking at herself
In the mirror, what does she see?
Broken soul, trapped by walls, not a single light in sight.
There's a place,
Deep within herself, I know.
A fighting force, a pack of wolves, just raring to to take that bite.
Trying to, just fighting to find that spark,
That light inside, that flame to fight it back.
Is it alight, is it right? Time to fight, let's fight!
What's a girl to do in this place?
Turn around, and face yourself.
They battle's only just begun so-
Look up! Straight ahead,
It's not as bad as it's going to get, so
Look up! That monster inside your head
Is it real? Isn't real, it's only a nightmare, and the worst is yet to come.
...
She stands, stands proud, stands afraid.
Afraid of who she is, is this right?
Right where she wants to be, be that as it may, still afraid. Afraid of what they'll think of her. Her true self, selfish as it made her feel, feeling nothing fear and fear and fear and fear and fear.
Why can't I be myself?
I'm trying, trying so hard to fight it back.
It hurts but I know that it must be done, so
Look up! Straight ahead,
It's not as bad as it's going to get, so
Look up! That monster inside your head
Is it real? Isn't real, it's only a nightmare, and the worst is yet to-
Look up! Dead ahead,
It's only as bad as you let it get, so
Look up! That monster inside your head
Is it real? Isn't real, it's only a nightmare, and the worst has already gone.
It can only get better from here,
The worst is already gone.
It can only get better from here,
And the best is yet to come.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Short Story (and poetry) Collection
DiversosSometimes when I have a weird or sad or scary thought, I come to this book and I write it down in whatever form it takes. There are sad poems, 500 word thrillers, a few tired old stories I wrote when I was 13-14 and some very short descriptive piec...
