Kira Lee ‘24 Inner Demons

Inner Demons

They tell you that eyes are the windows into the soul My eyes are the windows out of the cell I live in each day They tell you the prettiest eyes are the ones that cry the most My eyes are vessels for tears -, I guess that’s why they say beauty is pain

They instruct you to search under the bed and inside the closet for monsters But the monsters I face are no longer the shadows moving in my room at night They instruct you to stare at the things you fear in the eye But how can you stare into the eyes of something you’ve never seen?

They say a heart of gold is a symbol of strength forged in the fires of adversity They must have forgotten the weight of gold because my heart is heavy like an anchor They say a glass heart is pure and innocent They must have forgotten the damage shattered glass can do

They teach you to listen to your head and heart Who would trust their head and heart when both betray you with hidden thoughts? They teach you that silence is delicate Who would know it can be broken by an imaginary whisper?

They warn me to get my head out of the clouds and focus on the real monsters around me They don’t understand that the truest monsters are the ones that live inside of us

- Kira Lee ‘22

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