Just tear down the walls surrounding your soul,
Protecting it from all (including yourself), with manicured nails
Nothing has touched it, but it still isn't whole
It's only a shadow,
Locked in the darkness; forbidden to grow
So on your lovely face of porcelain
No lines of emotion would show
And how is there comfort
When you push all away?
You're just blind to the worry and pain
Caused by each seed you plant, thinking it play;
Dropping the rumor, creating the fights…
If you could only glimpse your heart
…Or can you see what isn't really there?
Maybe the weaving emotions had no place to start
When they drowned in the cold amber liquid that runs in your veins
While you are unable to escape
Is the pain not horrific?
When all you may do is sit still to watch emotions' rape
And give a false giggle
Your heart is of glass, fragile and thin,
But you can still be saved
If you only tear down the walls, and let someone in…