Mental Mutiny
The weight on my shoulders has started to make me crumble
Like chalk held under running water
I feel myself falling apart
So much time spent holding myself together
Eyes front, soldier
Be mommy’s good little girl, brave little girl
Can’t cry, little girl
Corked up my emotions and with it my creativity
But now it all comes falling down
Spilling over like tears down my cheek
Because I thought had it all figured out
The world was in the palm of my hand and I could reach the stars
But now I realize that it’s not
And I don’t think I can
I never grew stronger than mommy’s little girl I’m lost and I don’t know what found means anymore
This is my mental mutiny, trying to outrun my fears and my doubts
They chase me like demons up and down the streets
How can I possibly outrun them
When they know me better than I do