It’s hard for me to open up
My heart usually reserved
Because bolted down by lock and key
Is how I stay preserved
For every part I’ve given away
There’s less of me to share
The curse to want to give myself
Is past what I can bear
I gave away my oxygen
Now it’s hard for me to breathe
What point is there in loving you
When tomorrow you could leave
Maybe someday you’ll look inside
And know every part of me
But until proven otherwise
I guard my lock and key
Jul 28, 2017
Jul 28, 2017 at 10:47 PM UTC
It’s hard for me to open up
My heart usually reserved
Because bolted down by lock and key
Is how I stay preserved
For every part I’ve given away
There’s less of me to share
The curse to want to give myself
Is past what I can bear
I gave away my oxygen
Now it’s hard for me to breathe
What point is there in loving you
When tomorrow you could leave
Maybe someday you’ll look inside
And know every part of me
But until proven otherwise
I guard my lock and key
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