you could tell me you love me
a million times but
i would never believe you
when you love someone,
you know all of them
but i haven't let my walls down
low enough because
i don't want you to see me
the way i see me
how could i let someone step into the room
that is me and look at all of
my photographs and read my books
and sleep in my bed
i can't let anyone see this
tornado inside my head