I see you
Harboring pain behind the mold of a statue which cannot transform it's image
Head hanging low bearing the weight of the world on your shoulders just as Atlas
Rebuking affection trained by a shattered heart that once wasn't broken
Casting out normalcy by convincing yourself that calluses are easier hostes
Wearing black clouds for protection against offered companionship
Transforming your heart to beat with no emotion
I see you fighting a never ending battle with no survivors
Turning into a merciless cyclone taking out anyone in its way
Rebelling against souls surrounding you that desperately wish to love you
Through all the pain you wear as armour
I see you...