Something a little off
Something a little different
Something a little strange
Something not quite the same
A cry heard from a young child
A scream from a angry teen
A young girl in the corner with her knees pulled in tight
A soothing word of love spoken for all to hear.
A little kids room there
A neat living room here
A lot of room around every turn
Sounds like a house
But it is the world within me
This one holds a memory of pain indured
That one holds the hurt of what was done wrong
This one holds tight to the lies she was told
That one fears everyone.
They are the ones inside of me.
Do not point.
Do not laugh
Do not reject me
This might have been you
For who knows you may have done the same to survive.
I did not choose this
I did not ask for this
Could it really be a blessing
Could it really be a curse
It is the way I survived
It is DID - Disassociation Idenitiy Disorder
