Why do you need so badly to hide
Under that false façade?
Little one, haven’t you ever tried
To live your life unafraid of blood?
Can’t you shed that faux expression
Without being scared of decimation?
Terrified of acrid words that wound
But really, how much does it matter to you?
Little one, the world’s not a prison
Sure, it may be filled with obstacles and treason
But really, the only chains that stop you so
Are the ones that your emotions shackled to your own.