You tear down my walls and all my defenses

Brick by brick through the pretenses

Afraid to show you exactly who I am

Scared you’ll see and quickly condemn

Your honesty pricks me like a thorn

And exposes every crack that I scorn

You meddle in my heart and dance in my head

Losing sight of the others despite the dread

At times I cherish the closeness you bring

But retreat from the demons to which I cling

Every part of myself I’m willing to share

Yet for the pain inside I did not prepare

Twist and pull the truth from my corners

Kill my reality and leave me a mourner

Unable to focus on the task at hand

Losing the grasp I used to understand

Ashamed and shaking I lie on the floor

Violently hanging on to the life I abhor

You see past my façade and find me debased

Losing you now would seem such a waste

Yet in the midst of my tears a perfect offer

To escape the pressure and every scoffer

A chance to rise up and above it all

From a hand holding a brick from my wall.