I have this way of putting barriers up
It's me but a little more pumped
Yes I can get excited I don't fight it
It's fun
Though I can hold my softer side hostage with a gun
Forcing it into a corner
In case the glass breaks and they run
You see I've let this sweet sensitive nature fly
It's been smacked down in the face causing it to hide
I'd like to let it out from time to time
I'd like to let it smell the roses from this fragrant garden of mine
Safely landing the butterfly