When I look at you I see a fragile balloon
Stretched so thin is the membrane which contains you
Outside the rubber we stand
Needles fiercely at hand
I try and try to block the other’s attack
Or substitute dull knives so you won’t crack
However, my own is bubbling, yearning to pop
As I slowly realize that I hold a power I can’t contain or hope to stop
“Sensitivity” You ask?
What? I need to better safe guard?
You gave me this power.
Walk around like I am the one surrounded with more glass?
Abuse was inevitable from bias eyes
Easily spawning your destructive lies
You seem to forget my discipline exceeds on my part
Sorry sweetie, there's no one alive that can safely hold your heart