Reflection

I see you, how you really are.
I know that you care far too much about people that don't matter.
I see you, hiding there

I know you have scars.
You showed me
You told them.

I know why you run away.
You're terrified.
They scare you with their harsh words and big mouths.

I keep an open mind for you
Your interpretations fascinate me
And I find your knowledge vast and inspiring

I know your idiosyncrasies
I accept them
And I admire them so.