Being me is dangerous
It was my fault the blood was spilt
I used the night's shining armour
Now I spend all time cowering
Hiding the scars I've received
And then there's you
My way out
My salvation
You were masked at first
But I saw through that mask
You were beautiful
You showed me how to control myself
You showed me how to put the armour away
And you cleaned up my blood.
