Mean, heartless, and cold.
That describes me, I'm told.
If only they could really see,
That inside that's simply not me.
I used to love and believe,
Always wearing my heart on my sleeve.
I was eager to let anyone in,
I wanted my life to truly begin.
Very quickly I learned that wasn't smart,
Someone came in and tore up my heart.
I put my heart away very deep,
Leaving it alone in an empty keep.
I shielded myself from any harm,
Despite some efforts, I resisted their charm.
But while I might be safe and alright,
I still couldn't go to sleep at night.
For now I had no one to love,
Nothing to say I was a part of.
Lonely inside myself I stay,
My armor dragging my through yet another day.
