instead of biting
my fingernails
I clip my toenails
until they bleed

hiding my neurotic
tendencies from everyone

I put on the happy face
go about my day
and then cry myself
to sleep every night

If only they could see
me behind closed doors

maybe then they would
believe me when I say
something has got to give
something has got to change

because
I've lost the combination
to my life
locking myself into...

03/12/2005

Posted on 03/13/2005
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