Head Case Poem by Maya Hanson

I am a head case, you seem to be too
but at least people know it about you
when you stay here with us telling just enough truth
while I keep this inside from my point of view

I won't tell lies but I won't tell you enough
I would tell it all but then you'd call my bluff
You can tell when I'm open, when my love's too full
I won't tell lies but I won't give my soul

I am a head case, I run into walls
I'm a misshapen road then a long way to fall
I am a head case, you seem to be too
but at least people know it about you

You bleed, it runs up the walls like a lunatic
I bleed and the rainbow comes back just to ruin it
Like whispers and laugh lines we sneak through the streets
I'll fall down at your doorstep or we'll fall asleep

I am a head case, I can't risk or I'll lose
I'm the color of echoes in this empty room
I am a head case, you seem to be too
but at least people know it about you