I have trust issues. not because I mistook a raisin for a chocolate chip, but I mistook you as a person who wouldn't hurt me. Who wouldn't let me be tortured under the world's pressures You knew I was treasure but locked me away in your cheap jewelry box So, when I was freed of a year's slavery, I built my wall Much taller and stronger than before, just to hope it'd scare away monsters like you from my door. Until one learned how to climb. In time, I let his angel face distract me from his devil's soul But the guards of my heart blocked him out before I paid another toll. My wall was built and rebuilt a million times I installed the blinds and laid alone. Until a price charming climbed along or does he belong to those monsters? My heart says no but my trust issues say yes what if he can actually break the spell placed on me?