The Sheild

I can be defensive, yes, it's true A shield of protection, I construe For wounds of the past still sting and burn, Causing my cautious walls to discern. But underneath this hardened shell, Lies a heart that knows all too well, The fear of being vulnerable and exposed, Leaving me to fend off perceived foes. So please be patient, understanding, and kind, As I navigate this complex state of mind, For behind the defenses that I wear, Is a soul that longs to trust and share.