all this talk of
building walls
into love we fall
plummet from a building
a million metres tall
when we bare our soul
we lose control
of the narrative
in the end we give
too much of us away
we fear what others say
"you're weak, why couldn't
you withstand it, be wooden?"
we've coined the terminology
"toxic positivity!"
fake a smile, for a while
the pain fades eventually
if everyone else is so perfect
what else would we expect
than to feel alone in this expanse
one time mistake, no second chance
if we don't agree
to expose raw wounds
how then can we
heal, grow new tissue
connection is made
when we move past skin deep
we will be afraid
and it doesn't come cheap
but we cry, we bleed, we burn out
we fight, we cheat, we self-doubt
nothing lasts forever, everything fades
what was so shameful about this anyway?
YOLO is overdone, its so cliche
but it's something i live by everyday
life's too short to hide not confide
stress not confess
and pretend not make a friend
so one at a time, bring down your walls
we have gravity, enjoy the fall!
and before you forget, most of all
everyone has scars we all have flaws