Off Switch

 Where is the off switch?

Have I lost it under my clothes?

Or is it tucked beneath my wavy hair? 

Only Goddess truly knows.

Where is the off switch?

The one that allows me to exhale,

The one that allows my smile to soften-

And allows my heart to be frail.

Where is the damn off switch?

I'm tired, and just need some rest.

My heart still aches, 

The sparkle in my eyes feels forced at times,

And I can barely catch my breath.

Where is the fucking off switch?

I'd peel back my skin, to feel calm...

To turn off all my thoughts for once, 

And silence my gifted charm.

I check behind my rib cage,

And grip up my beating heart...

Where is this fucking off switch?

I guess, I'll just stay On.