Open

Feeling sensitive like an open wound
Makes me touchable for anyone around

Screaming would not help
I just get thrown back into my shelp

The open wound is surrounded by skin
Everything looks normal, nobody knows what is in
A painfull ghost with a skin, which has a name

I feel only shame
If hurting me would be a game

You would just have to give me one tiny touch to win

Trying to hide myself for people,
With their perfectly hidden risks
I am looking for myself, and the main,
Cant walk without feeling any pain

Every touch is too much,
This noise, it makes me feel insane.

When the people who are close to me,
Give an unexpectable touch on any place
I cant go far enough, so they can not see,
That it all seems too much like a conspirancy...

Leave me alone, remove yourself from my memory,
You probaply did not know, the feelings from my history

There is no reason, I dont want to cause any disgrace
It only makes me scared, when you look into my face

I am just a better person out of race

Jiska