On Display - Michelle Creber

Held my ground with silence

Never ran astray

Kept it in so tightly

All until today

Now I’m on display

Tied up and judged in every way

And I must obey

Tell me that it gets better someday

Petrified and speechless

As they come observe

Every flaw and weakness

Cause if you haven’t heard

I’m on display

My bones are carved out thoroughly

And my blood is grey

Tell me that it gets better someday

Tell me I’ll escape this torture

Regain colour, rebuild structure

Tell me this is not forever

I can’t breathe I need an answer

Cause I’m on display

My soul will hang in disarray

Can’t walk away

Tell me that it gets better some day