behind my closed doors are walls that keep on building,
barriers of pain
a labyrinth of my thoughts
enter the unknown
left, right, straight, left
I've been hiding behind smiles
truth is
I can't stand the thought of some other hands on me
or lips for that thought
when does this thing go away?
how do you close a hole?
it pulsates, hurts, bleeds
has a life of it's own
I'm not in control
build a few more walls
Jenna