You always come to your defenses Drawing your shields up Where nobody can see the pain in your eyes The contempt, the sorrow You let those voices in your head seep into your bones They whisper softly: “Hey girl, never open your walls, it’s not time to play. They don’t want to see the ugly side of you”
You always come to your defenses Whenever a situation Gets too intimate Drawing your shields up To trick your enemies That you got pride as bright as the sun above you But that ain’t enough
Draw your shields down Put away your defenses Let people see the pain in your eyes It’s okay to hurt It’s okay to have feelings It’s okay to be sensitive
this was another journal entry of mine but it never had a date or title. I tried to do a pattern of repeating several lines in each stanza.