Ouch

Naked hearts are blind to difference

The certainty of make believe is difficult to comprehend

The lack of light or sound or color makes the whole thing shallow

And hollowed out and caved in until sturdy walls are formed

The first love is the clearest mark

It clings to pain and heavy breathing

But once we grow older and wiser, not stronger

Our defenses just become more finely tuned

You seemed, to me, different and fresh and so beautiful

I refused to embrace you completely for fear

Dropped my confidence, hit the ground hard, but

There was something about you I just couldn't ignore

I'm attracted to liars and cheaters and fools

Their masks are so real sometimes I'm blind to it all

Steady and bloody hands then rip me in two

And back up the walls lift, thicker and darker