Schizophrenia

If I told you that I was broken
Would you still let me go
What if I revealed the scars that didn't show
Would you turn back around
And if I shed a tear
Would you show some fear

You say that I'm beautiful, that I'm wonderful
But I know that I'm a monster, just a dancer
For my own master, the puppeteer
The one that gives you a jeer with a sneer
I am cornered in my own mind
I'm blown and about to burst

He scratches at the walls
I feel it from deep within
Its burning underneath my skin
These prison walls keep me seal away
I can hear his whispering
He's hold is knee deep
I'm suffocating within his keep
Is it too late
Or can I still be saved

Maybe I can be brought back
With the sound of a jacks
To a time back when all that was needed was a hand to hold
With a lullaby and a kiss goodnight
I am cracked and shattered
Can you make out my tattered mirror
I have forgotten how to see or even if I can
Can you find what I have forgotten

Author's Note

All criticism is always welcomed and much appreciated.