You see every part of me
You see the scars and the tears
You see the wounds and the fears
I'm exposed to you.

The glass house that is marked with hand prints and yet you look past all that and see the end of a masterpiece and my fears have melted away like the sun melts the snow.

Throw me in the flames and melt me down to a liquid
Let the roaring flames consume every part of me
Let it melt away my rebellion and all of my inequalities

You made me so why is it so hard to love me?
I am your seed, your shadow, your son
How can the memories of my hero now be the ghosts of my past

Why did you abuse me?
I was just a kid
Do you hate me?
Does my image reflect the child in you that never grew up?
Was I ever enough?

How could you use the hands that were made to wipe away my tears be the cause of them.
I can remember hearing my sister's tears as you screamed at her in the other room while I was in the room across watching  TV
I remember my mom being against the wall and you say "I'm sorry you have to see this*

Those images and many more are burned in my memory
This trauma I will not let be the death of me.

Born in a fire that began long ago
Born in a house of cards
Born in a broken home.