Peeta's Head
I don't know what to think.
I don't know what to do.
The images in my head are calling me to you.
Some of them are glossy
And some of them are clear,
But I just don't know what to do when they say that you are near.
Just your name gets me going
And I can't control my mind.
The real untampered memories are oh so hard to find.
Which ones did they mess with?
And which of them are real?
And which ones did they switch around to make me think and feel
That you were nothing but a mutt?
A Capitol invention.
Which ones made me flinch and scream when you were just but mentioned.
I don't know which are real or not
So please help me to know
If you are here to help me
If you are friend or foe.