You're new and foreign to me.

Your body doesn't speak the same language.

As you try to decipher, I learn to hide.

You don't know my faulty nature.

On some days I wish to scream.

On others I'm struck by the ambivalence of

the situations i get myself into...

and on most I just smile and nod.

But you wouldnt know that.

But does anyone?

Willl I let you in?

I've become so guarded.

Where did I learn how to build wallls this big?

I keep adding bricks, piling them higher and higher,

I havent seen over the other side in so long.

Will you be there waiting?