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I want you to know me

and everything about me

I want you to hear my songs

the ones I wrote about us, him, her, it, them, that and He

But my inside isn’t ready to be my outside

and I got hurt a lot

I got hurt a lot

and by everyone

so before you ask me to reveal myself please note the following

    I was forgotten

and in all the times and ways I wished I could be a fruit fly

I was remembered

you see he didn’t love me like he should

and he didn’t  love me like he should

When I said no, he said yes

When I said up he said down

When I said stop it

protector

defender

Possessor

antagonist

He was a shadow your eyes trick you into seeing

but my eyes weren't funny

I tried to laugh anyways

I would go to sleep

I would wake up

I would live life

I would go on

I am fine

This hurts though

It feels like fire in my gut

and my gut is in my head

and my head's under my feet

And my feet are on my Heart

and my heart is missing

or it’s in my hands

either way

don’t hold them.

They’re Cold

No one has ever given them warmth before