Counting Scars
I dream of letting you in,
Through the guilt-framed doors of my heart,
Yet I fear what you'll find within,
Will startle and cause you to depart,
Like so many before you.
Hidden behind pristine facades,
Inside gestures and smiles,
Designed to...
Through the guilt-framed doors of my heart,
Yet I fear what you'll find within,
Will startle and cause you to depart,
Like so many before you.
Hidden behind pristine facades,
Inside gestures and smiles,
Designed to...