Only Half of Me

You can only touch half of me,

This half,

This side,

You can touch.


The rest of me

I hide inside protectively,


By a shell I constructed of insecurities.

This side you can't touch.


Quit knocking on the door of everything!

I bolted it and lost the keys!

I'm not ready to let go of anything!

That side you CANNOT touch.


There may be some who think they can "save me"

From a tower I BUILT

To keep THEM from searching.


What is it you want from me?


I give you a little,

And now you want the air I breathe?

I can't give you that,



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