one small smile and the mask is in place
one look and i retreat behind my walls.
old habits die hard, don't they.
still so scared of getting hurt. trust is hard to give out
always waiting for the other shoe to drop
cryptic words so no one really knows who i am
always willing to help but never helped
never wanting to show weakness, never willing to let go and fall
and see where that takes me
instead i hold back, keep myself in check



(October 27)