You are too good for me
But I'm just too selfish to let you go
You just have to agree
That it is all you want to know
I'm tired to hide my feelings from you
Maybe I should open my heart and let you inside?
I need to swallow my pride
And let you come through
I'll show you my demons
My deepest fears
I'll give up and lay down my weapons
I'll let you face with my tears
You will see my naked soul
Do you see all these bruises?
It will take time to become whole
Sometimes heart doesn't know what it chooses
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metanoia | poems
Poetry𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙞𝙖 [meh-ta-noy-ah] • Greek (n.) the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self, or the way of life. Cover photo is made by me. All the rights reserved. If you want to quote, please mention my username.
