On The Verge Of Insanity

I need a quiet space.

my thinking space.

no noise.

all mine.

not yours.

Where i can't be seen.

and i won't be heard.

no noise.

all mine.

not yours.

I want to hear my thoughts,

inside my head.

and the steady beating of my heart.

I need a quiet place.

my thinking space.

no noise.

all mine.

not yours.

The wall that's there

will always be.

it's your choice to set me free.

I'm made of glass

or a porcelain doll.

but i'm not here for you to show off.

You can be my place.

My quiet space.

No noise.

All mine.

I'm yours.

X6rose6red6X X6rose6red6X
18-21, F
Feb 22, 2010