It's always the same, I want to feel safe.
I don't want to be in pain, yet I keep inflicting it in every way.
And the last thing I want to do is make you feel it too.
But every bone in my body tells me to destroy you before you can hurt me like everyone else before you.
I keep detaching, playing games in my head, I'm sorry if it gets too cold at times.
I'm sorry if you recognize when my eyes turn red and I lust for blood, or when I shut myself off and can't be touched.
I'm scared, and I do care, I'm sorry if you can't see that, I'm trying so hard to let someone see inside my bones.
It's not that pretty, you know?