My Layers

It's me, standing under this light

Trying to open myself to people around

It's scary, so many eyes glaring and trapping-sights

I just want some air to breathe but I feel bound

I end up hiding and hiding, showing this circus act

Because I am scared people would leave when they know where I'm at

Like an onion, fold into a thousand layers

And I get scared when someone starts ...peeling

Lying,

Hate when I do that because then I need to cover them up

Spiral and spiral , I am twisting and folding

I say I am getting better but I am lying to myself

Heal, Heal , I really want to unpeel these layers

I know I've probably said a million prayers

Turn my name to Job because I relate to neglection

Just a bit and I would fall of the edge, my destruction

The one who I love keeps peeling , peeling and I am so scared

Do I let myself go or break up so I go down alone ?

Would I get better if I sublayer myself?

Being clammed up but I guess clams do have pearls

I am just here

I am just here

I am just here

I am not here, everywhere

I am Layered