These are barriers she was familiar with
these fences were her place for security,
this is where she felt like home;
she never felt lonely within them.

She would walk around town with these fences
she wouldn't put them down not for a second
people see her with different faces,
different personalities, different shades.

She always had a routine
walking here, walking there,
aimlessly following that routine
never thought of being caught of guard.

She never knew that a stranger would have such impact on her
she never saw a person so persistent, so relentless,
so peculiar to the point it makes her wander;
if she really has seen everything.

She could not describe what she feels
but she knows it's a warm and familiar feeling,
though she can't help but doubt if it was too good to be true
if this stranger was something more to her than she thought it would be.

She continues to doubt if risking on putting those fences down
are worth her comfort and security,
She is caught on a tightrope
not knowing to continue to strengthen her fences or not.