I am rough around the edges,
And hard to get to know
I hide myself behind dark hair
And try not to let my soul show.
I have been beaten and broken,
Been through and seen the other side.
I came back scratched and burned,
And the thrill was worth the ride.
At times I am selfish, naive and immature
I make bad decisions and crush my own dreams,
I do it to protect my fragile heart,
Instead of breaking the seams.
I deny myself love, hovering on the past
Stuck in my brutal memories, scared to move on,
Afraid that the next love will be worse,
And I will not last until the dawn.
Incredibly stubborn, bull headed at times,
Unwilling to admit that I am wrong,
Scared to spread my own wings
Because I do not yet know my own song.
But I am slowly healing,
And the bones are beginning to mend
I want the finale to be much better,
I want there to be an amazing end.
I will you to see through these words
And try to find the me that is hidden deep.
If you do, then maybe, just maybe,
You will be the one I wish to keep.
