For you

For everyone that i am scared to tell,

For them that i know think I haven’t come out of my shell,

For her who i know thinks i am mean, 

Only here to lean on others for support, then fall away when I come up short. 

For him who i know thinks i ruined everything,

Things being little, big, scary, nice, but nothing could suffice. 

But most of all,

For you, who I know knows I am not what I seem,

Seams ripped and packages poorly shipped,

Stitches that never close and shoes with a hole for your toes. 

A cry for help, 

A sleep i have delved,

Deep into my dreams,

Where everything is as it seems,

Different from here,

Where nothing is clean,

And no one,

Is as they seem.