Thread:BixbiteTheGreat/@comment-34012245-20180701033213

Thick clouds of imagination

cover my skies of reality

rain down my eyes and cheeks and face.

Secret feelings from long ago surface

to turn me into that person everyone hates.

Who is that reflection in the mirror?

I certainly don't know that girl.

The opression of perfection and control

break me down step by step.

Someone.

Please help. 