"Hello!" "Goodbye!" "Oh, what a fine day!"
Shaking hands, hugging wounds, soothing fears.
"My ears? Yes, you may take them."
"My time? Take that too."
"Use my words, put me to work — I promise, I won't shirk."
But my heart you cannot take.
It won't help you heal.
You see, I left it somewhere
That's far from here.
So now pain is all I feel.
If you get too close, you'll see.
So please, just accept my other gifts
And stay far from me.
Keeping people away with kindness,
Telling them what they want to hear.
Because the more I let them in
The more it hurts, the more the tears.
I have nothing to give that is full and real.
Or maybe I do, but first I need to heal.