IF THESE WALLS COULD TALK

I SIT ALONE ALMOST EVERYDAY AND NO ONE AND I MEAN THERE IS NO ONE THAT KNOWS THE EMOTIONAL PAIN I AM IN BESIDES MY WALLS. MY WALLS ARE MY BEST FRIENDS THEY DO NOT TALK BACK TO ME THEY DO NOT JUDGE ME. THEY KEPT THE SECRETS IN THIS ROOM. ANY ROOM I AM IN THEY KEEP THE SECRET IN THAT ROOM. EACH ROOM HAS IT'S OWN SET OF SECRETS OWN SET OF SCARY THOUGHTS AND IDEAS. CREEPY OR NOT. PARANOID OR NOT. THEY ARE OURS. NO ONE ELSES.  THEY CANNOT COMMITMENT. SO I CAN TELL THEM ANYTHING.  I CAN TELL THEM THE WORST OF THE WORST OR THE BEST OF THE BEST. JUST DEPENDING ON THE DAY..... LIKE TODAY, I EEL LIKE I AM FREAKING OUT MY BODY HURTS. I FEEL LIKE IT HAS WAY TO MUCH WATER AND I NEED TO JUST PEE PEE PEE. AND QUIT EATING SALTY FOODS. BUT HEY, IT IS ONE WAY.......   I THINK I KNOW I NEED TO JUST SLEEP THOUGH TOO. LAST NIGHT I GOT REALLY GOOD SLEEP FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 2 WEEKS AND IT FELT SO GOOD. SO WHEN I AM DONE HERE I WILL GO TO SLEEP.

APRIL THE GIRAFFE-----   LOVE LOVE LOVE HER WHAT IS IT ABOUT HER? SHE IS INOCENT. LOVABLE. CUTE AS A BUTTON. CANNOT WAIT FOR HER TO HAVE HER CAFE.

 IF MY WALLS COULD TALK.... I WISH I WORKED AT THAT ZOO.

Trapped in the Glass.....

I see you standing there talking, I am just listening wanting to join in that conversation so bad. but knowing I am so different. knowing I do not fit in. what would I say? how would I carry myself? would you laugh at me? I just go home and cry. Knowing I do not fit in that world.  My mind thinks different, I act different (so I am told) I do not think I do!!!!.  they all say I am aggressive. what the hell are  they talking about? I have a mental illness. I trying to be normal. I see that I am not. I am smart enough to see I do not fit into your society. my mental shit isn't bad enough where I do not see you laugh on the inside!!!!!    I have always been that damn outsider. How would you like to be the sand trapped in the glass?