I put up walls.
I don't let people in.
I'm afraid of being found out.
I don't want anyone to see my soft side, I don't want anyone to see me vulnerable.
Without a doubt, I expressed it through writing.
Sometimes the walls would come down, and it terrifies me. I would hastily build them, but in that haste I wouldn't do it well enough.
They have cracks and holes from the people who had seen me weak.
I guess I have you to thank for that yet another time.
I don't know if I am coming to see any of you on friday now.
So much for you ever saying you loved me because it was all a lie.
Those are the most untrue words.
Love is a lie!
I will update later.......
you got your wish you broke me down
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