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i hug my chest

without a family crest

and cradle my heart

hoping not to fall apart

I kiss and mingle

but the paper still crinkles

ink seeps through my pages

I can feel myself aging

Im tired of the craving

I can feel this itch

hurting me bit by bit

i thought id run

but life called my bluff

I dont want to give birth

id only transfer the hurt

Id see my young eyes

Theyd only make me cry

time is borrowed

i wont fill it with sorrow

I sob and sob

when my heart throbs

I know what it means

Id no longer be free

My family hands me these shackles

They turn away to cackle

Waiting to see

how id lose my sleep

I lost my will

Without my own soil to till

i wandered around

Hoping to be found

My heart needed a home

So thats what I built her

A home she could find

In any mirror