There is so much I want to tell you,
But you do not
Know me yet so I think
It would scare you
Away

You made jokes about my
Goth phase in eighth grade
And you had no idea how
Close to home you
Were
All I wanted to tell you was
How the only reason my arms
Are clean
Is because I couldn't find
Something sharp enough

You asked about my best friend
And reminded me of all
The hurt that I make it easy
To feel
I am the easiest person to destroy
Because no one feels
A thing
And I feel everything

I wanted to tell you about the book
I read but
I know you don't like reading
And I didn't want you to see how
Vulnerable
I was when I read the letters
And the confession
And almost lost my
Mind

I can't keep it together
And I wish you were someone
I could tell but you
Don't know me
Yet
And all I'm good at is
Changing people's minds