Every little detail I reveal,
I wonder how much you capture.
To say you acknowledge it,
I'd feel that would be wrong.
There have been many times,
Where I've given you the answer,
And yet you still question,
Or question not at all.
Now, when I express boldly,
Then it hurts what gash is open.
How do I be myself,
When I've been convinced to put up a wall?
I don't know who to be,
I can't be me.
No matter how many times you say I can.
You'll find yourself upset because I was me.
But like any structure is built,
It can be taken down.
But I'm not quite sure,
How long I can erode.
