" You're beautiful " he said.
I know.  I've never denied that.
I said I feel pressured.
I feel silenced.  
I see you pushing and pulling parts of me that makes me--
--Into something unrecognizable.  
And then I watch as you step back and admire
  Gazing  though every scar you placed and called it beautiful.  
Every misplaced tear used to polish this shell I've become.
" You just don't understand. I do it because I care."
Yes . You care what image I may or may not show.
You care what others might think of me.
You care.
But never listen.  
Couldn't have heard the voice I once so proudly boasted.
And now you look at me in complete and utter shock; when all you hear now..
..Is a mere whisper.  
A shadow of the laughter and confidence I once radiated.
" don't cry. You're too pretty to feel that way.
I did that because I care. "
You've suppressed and chained my spirit, and contained it .
" You mean so much to me, but you've changed.  You don't speak much to me anymore "
.... I let my guard down and I'm paying for it.
I sit here looking into the abyss.
And I Come here to listen,
to the song of the caged bird sing,
" You're beautiful."

You know how that little voice inside us?
The one that tells us that everyone that loves us will hurt us ?
Is that the fear or the hurt talking?
I can't tell anymore .

It's hard existing in a world designed to extinguish flame throwing souls like mine. And yet here I am.
An unforgiving, reckless wildfire.

I wish you could see what you’ve become,
and the damage you’ve left behind.
I wish you could see the pain that you’ve caused
and the conflict you created.
I wish you knew the pain that I felt
the moment you said goodbye, a second time.
But I’ll be sure this time, and I promise
that there won’t be a third.
Fool me once, shame on you.
Fool me twice, shame on me.
A third time won’t ever happen,
because I know for a fact you never loved me.
A snake with blue eyes and a twisted soul.
A miserable heart, and soon everyone will know.
I trusted you with my world and you shut it down.
But one day you’ll think of me,
when no one else is around.

She told a lie.
A secret so awful it turned into a lie.
She also swore to protect a solemn promise.
Meant to last an eternity.
Yet here she was, staring back at the judge.
How she held her head up ; she knows not.
Lie to protect?
Or to tell the truth and loose...
This isn't what she invisioned her integrity would be tested as.
Heavy heart. Dry mouth. Shakey hands.
And a heart screaming louder than all of the unheard ones she drowned deep down inside.
This is it. For too long has she stayed strong.
Is it right? Is it wrong?
No time for that now. Your safety and theirs both stand on the line.
Say it.

You can't fight her with Fire; and neither can you with ice. She's both. Missiles and weapons she has to spare, swords and daggers all lined up.
She's Dangerous, beloved.
You made her that way.
Fear left a long time ago.
But that day, she couldn't raise her hand against You, it wasn't weakness, it was sorrow. So she laid all her artillery down, beloved. But the more she saw, the more she hated it. The truth stays the truth. And with that. Beloved. She couldn't anymore. Couldn't deal with all the bullroar.
All that talk " heart breaks hurt but the pain is greater when you watch them turn into a stranger"
So look at her eyes again, and lie to yourself again. You. Didn't. do anything....Wrong.
Bull. Fuking. Roar.
I should have shot you down when I had the chance.
Bull. Fuking . Roar.

She's got that cold and calculated look in her eyes.
Its the very same ice in her heart ; it's killing her warm smile--
--now only a faint trail of smoke.

She knows. And she sees.
But all she hears , is the same Bull roar that tumbles out each time.
But this time--this time? --
--She has no time.

She's's got all her attention on the next intruder, laser sharp and ready
To strike.
They'll try to spear her down, and find, you can't make ice bleed.
You just can't.