As if her visions of me saw through walls
Where I scream unseen and batter myself

As if my thoughts entered her mind
Like she could tell what I was thinking all the time

Didn’t tell her what she knew was a projection
A role no more real than some actor she saw on TV
Just told her that she knew nothing
And that her assumptions make her look stupid

Then I walked away
Back behind closed doors, tall walls
To beat myself up about it
Until I felt fit enough to return to the world
With a molded smile on my face
And a façade to cover all the scars they never notice