Coming back
Location
What am I doing here?
Where am I?
Who am I ?
Looking at a pair of eyes in where they stare back at me in the mirror
The look she gives me
She daunts me with her smile
Why does she look at me like that?
This is not my body
That is not me
What am I doing here?
Where am I?
Who am I?
I need to find my way out, but what way IS out
A smile and kind eyes I see in the small room, they took me
They look at me with care, placing their soft hands in my cold face
Black pen, white paper, gray comfy chair, the smell of hot blueberry tea fills the room
My mouth moves, but all I hear is... nothing
I scream and shout, but she is not letting me express my anger towards her
I wanted to cry, but no tears rolled down my cheek
I look around the room, something I have a moment of contol
I looked at the blue wall in the small room
Small clock hanging there, small purple clock staring back at me
We tried to ignore it
But the ticking was still there
On the blue wall
tick-tock, tick-tock, tic-tic
I hid myself from her again, in her head, but I have to leave
She was taking control
But enough is enough
I have to take my place once again
I have to face her
I must show her I am strong
I must accept this
I hid from life for so long, but now I know
I live in this world
I am home
I am me again