My fingers touch my skin as i look in the mirror
I've gotten into the habit of trying to fool even myself
I see through the fake smile
the fake eyelashes
the makeup
tear it all away
throw down the walls
breaking everything down
crumbling
looking again
i cannot see what they see
maybe i did not try enough
maybe I will try tomorrow

My love is an unruly emotion
cannot be controlled
its need is to be felt

My love is indecisive
it tears down walls
but just as easily will build them back up

My love has been caught
it has found the net of an unruly soul
that needs its destruction and renovation

My love is anew