by ArtsyCreature

My skin is a shell,
that I hide in,
with emotions flowing,
like water through a fountain.
The flowing of the emotion,
makes my soul spin.
Feeling comfortable with myself,
is my ultimate goal.
So I ring out
my once drowning soul,
and pour all the emotions
Into a bowl.
To paint the emotions,
On the outside of me.
That way
people around can see,
that I am,
much more,
Than I once appeared to be.