Your eyes penetrate my soul.

You read my pain.

See my love.

Listen to my truth.

I have trouble with it and shy away.

I build up the wall that has been built over many times before.

Brick by brick.

I build.

Stopping when it feels safe.

Only to be fooled again.

I am wrong.

Again.

How could this be?

Hoping that I would run out of material.

Hoping I would be wrong.

Again.

And I don’t.

And I’m not.

I wish I could detach.

Be free from my past.

But I cant.

We come from two different worlds,

You and I.

You’ll never understand.