A peppy person trapped
inside a broken head
Medications the glue used
to conceal the obvious cracks
till she looks presentable once again
No more traumatic instances
to leave a chip in the new code of paint
Forget the time she almost fainted
For no other reason than being too tired
to go to bed the night before
And always too awake
to sleep dead for long
Give her a new song to sing
that doesnt end in ashes falling down
or cribs plummeting from weak branches
Give her dainty fingertips instead
Let her see vulnerability
in a place she can relate to
Like inside blank sheets on a friday night
Refusing to get up to turn off the switch cause shes learned
how to cope with a spotlight
staring into her eyes
when theyre are no more stars
to cover it up with
See she is those constellations
But right now the sky
is more glitter than rhinestone
A decorative placeholder piece
pretending to be
what everyone else wished for
C