I was...

A girl with her mouth stitched close-

metal instead of skin,

smiles instead of tears-

A girl with everything

A girl who loved music-

who loved her voice.

I am...

The girl riding out waves,

drowning on dry land,

a ticking time bomb.

With thoughts instead of a voice and screams instead of a vocal chord-

I'm bound to break.

I'm a girl with all the steel she needs 

with more sarcasm than I can bare.

I am the one with all the questions and no good answer.

I am me.