Back-Face-Wards

Wait!  
What?  
Someone needs a hug    
Not me, but somebody    
flowery affirmations, and empty words of encouragement just aren’t cutting it  
see that face in the mirror    
that’s you    
try accepting it  
you’re a daisy if you do  
anyway what’s it to you  
when only the special few    
know it’s true    
held in check by fear    
socially obligated to act like you care, life drowns here, suffocating the sleepless weary    
walking in sun soaked dreary  
dreaming dreadful dreams of dread, what are you hiding in your head?  
Do I dare? Do I care?  
My Magic 8 Ball says outcome unclear  
Honestly, I’m horridly honest in my honesty, so do not look to me to feed your empty  
I can tell you sincerely that even    
draped in a catch 22 rigor mortis blue you’re always going to be you, no matter where you go or what you do…actually now that I’m thinking about it, I could probably use a hug too but only if its honest and honestly horrid through and through