Make it stop.

Turn the clocks back,

I want to be a child again.

Life has scarred me so

I have to sit in the shower

For hours and hours on end,

So I could scrub my face until it's on fire.

Take me back to a time where loneliness wasn't in my bones,

And my shadow was still my friend.

My broken pieces have stabbed me a million times

Until I could no longer glue them back together

So have to stitch a smile to my face so no one would notice that

My heart has shriveled up in it's cage.

So make it stop.

Turn the clocks back,

I want to be a child again.

I want to plant dead flowers that will never bloom,

because the best part comes in hoping that they would.