Pieces of me

Bits and pieces of me embarks on life
willing and free to travel
willing to give myself the freedom
of no worries or boundaries

Bits and pieces of me holds back
never trusting
never allowing
never wanting
anyone close enough to meet the real me
who hides beneath a cloak of self loathing

Bits and pieces of me wants to run wild
go on a trip
where no one is waiting at home
take a drink
and keep on going
not a care in the world
as I release my inner demons

Bits and pieces of me wants to stay hidden
where no one can trespass
not even utter my name
keep myself tucked away
in my room of sanction.

Bits and pieces of me wants to yell
scream out all of my anger
to anyone who will listen.
I want to test time
I want to see who is there
and who will stay.
In my manic state of mind
waiting for the girl
that they know and want
in their everyday lives.

Bits and pieces of me is scared
of saying the wrong thing
or never doing enough.
Maybe I don't say as much as I should
when my feelings are suppressed
mockingly

Bits and pieces of me fears nothing
for I have lived it all
what has not been lived has been seen
through the eyes of another's imperfect reality.

Bits and pieces of me will never be written
for I am still learning the mind that I have been given
some good, some bad
in the end there are pieces of me
left untouched
left unbearably insane
left for someone to figure out
on another day.