|| Layers, ||
||| layers, |||
|||| layers ||||
To each person there are many
I have mine: from the two-piece I always wear
To the intangible levels that make me who I am
And you have yours: from the one-piece cropped tops
To the varied fronts you show to hide your vulnerability.
With the help of your hands and charm, I unhesitatingly and slowly peeled off my layers
To show you who I really am:
Genuine, unbroken, pure
You on the other hand,
Your layers unraveled themselves
Over the months
Giving me a picture of who you are:
Bro//ken, afraid, [closed-off]
Not giving me a chance
Only giving me excuses
For why there can’t be more.
The one layer you did not want to peel off
Would reveal and open your heart
I revealed mine, foolishly thinking you would do the same
But you never did…
Apr 29, 2016
Apr 29, 2016 at 1:35 AM UTC
|| Layers, ||
||| layers, |||
|||| layers ||||
To each person there are many
I have mine: from the two-piece I always wear
To the intangible levels that make me who I am
And you have yours: from the one-piece cropped tops
To the varied fronts you show to hide your vulnerability.
With the help of your hands and charm, I unhesitatingly and slowly peeled off my layers
To show you who I really am:
Genuine, unbroken, pure
You on the other hand,
Your layers unraveled themselves
Over the months
Giving me a picture of who you are:
Bro//ken, afraid, [closed-off]
Not giving me a chance
Only giving me excuses
For why there can’t be more.
The one layer you did not want to peel off
Would reveal and open your heart
I revealed mine, foolishly thinking you would do the same
But you never did…
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