I could devour your heart
But I chose to hold it with care
Like soft petals, velveteen in my mind
I could scare you to death
But I chose to hide all that I'm made of
Like sharp daggers, wrapped in silken scarves
I could shatter your grip on reality
But I chose to respect your sanity
Like silent truths, hidden in stories untold
See my gritted teeth of sincere control
Notice my disquiet eyes aflame with agony
And don't ignore my scars from wearing another skin
It's been too long, way too long
I close my eyes and breathe in slowly,
It feels alien, other-ly--
A warmth washes over me...
'I made it this far...'
