Maybe one day I'll end the lies
Make amends for all the times that I did not try
I slipped these secrets underneath my bed
The child in me thought the monsters would get them
I'm a vessel for things best forgotten
I've gotten used to this pit in my stomach
I can't look you in the eyes
And try to fix with you what I have come to know of me
I'll calmly embrace the facts from your past
But I can't play my role intimately
I'm afraid of letting go
To lose the comfort I have found in shifting positions
Now you'll lay awake thinking that you scared the first man you could trust
But your love was not enough to find something inside myself, conceive consistency
I stay inside my head (and keep myself bitter)
I know I'm at my worst alone
I'll try to feel something at my own discretion
And try not to waiver in tone
It's not that I'm broken (or find pieces missing)
I'm trying to stay in control
I'm conscious, I'm present, yet full of resentment
But sometimes a scar is just for show
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