I spent so much time building my walls,
Crafting my mask.
Sometimes I hate you,
Because you can see through the cracks,
Making it crumble even more.
I try to avoid you,
Try to keep you from seeing.
But it's pointless isn't it.
My walls used to be thick,
Impenetrable.
I didn't feel anything.
You made me scared.
Scared because I don't feel anything.
But you made me start to think.
I'm suppose to feel things right?
If someone stabs me in the back,
I'm suppose to care right?
Someone leaves,
I'm suppose to hurt right?
Then why don't I?
How am I human if I don't feel?
You made me scared,
Scared that I was dead inside.
It made me want to open my walls,
But that scared me even more.
I can't survive without my walls.
I'll hide behind them as long as it takes.
So I'm sorry,
Sorry I left you.
Abandoned you.
It's better this way though.
