A box for a dead Person
{Define Coffin}
So many emotions inside,
Even though only one comes through at a time.
They think she is perfect,
That her only flaw,
Is if she doesn’t get straight A’s at all.
Well that’s not true.
Inside her eyes are blue,
From the tears that are left inside.
She floats around her room,
Just to hurt even more.
Nobody understands her.
She doesn’t understand herself.
She keeps her true self locked behind a door.
But who truly is who they are inside.
She has never met that.
She doesn’t understand that.
How can people truly be themselves?
When nobody is who they are inside.
Inside her eyes are blue,
Because of all the tears.
Her eyes are red on the outside,
From the pain of the world.
She thinks that things would be better without her.
So she stays inside her brain.
She rides her lonesome train.
So many emotions inside,
All of them come out at a time.
They think she is perfect,
They think she is true.
Nobody understands her.
Inside her eyes are pale blue.
Her tears are all dried up.
She is a hollow shell of herself.
She is just an empty box on a shelf.
She doesn’t understand the world.
They just see her with her makeup,
And hair curled.
Nobody understands her lonesome train how she does.
Inside her eyes are all fuzz.
They cry one last tear then she is gone.
Every day her life was worsen.
She lies in the box for a dead person.
Inside her eyes are never open.
All because her heart was frozen.
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thIs is sooo good! all the feels❤️
Thx!!!