Meanings

'You're so closed off'
Like that shut window to stop the draft?
Or maybe a box with a lock to hold the secrets?
I won't apologise for my mystery
It's the one thing keeping me steady
It burns like the fire I light to keep me warm at night
But at least you won't see me despairing
Could you forgive me maybe?
Everyday is a little more weary
I find it hard to leave my bed
To eat, to sleep, and to repeat it all again
Maybe I should apologise for my mistakes
I never ment them but they happen anyway
It's hard to see myself in the mirror
Those scars are getting more clearer
Theres no comfort in leaving the house
I wish I could hide like a mouse
All I do is paint my face
With colourful brushes and plasted flowers
Maybe even some fake grace
But it will never change my doomed fate
I think that was my worst mistake
Thinking 'Hey, maybe it will change'
I ain't no poet, or someone who writes fancy song's
But I find comfort in what I'm doing
Even if no one likes these depressing tongues
Even as I shed my tears
Words on paper still appear
Hopefully maybe,
Someone will find comfort in these poetical lyrics
©keirabeech