Vulnerable
Don’t think I’m afraid;
In the end I let you read this
Don’t think I am weak;
I’ve been through hell
and walked out smoking
Don’t think you’re just another guy;
You may think that’s true;
The fact is going even 24 hours?
I’m already missing you;
Don’t think I only see a handsome face;
It’s what you say, how you say it;
That’s what drives me wild,
leaves me flying like crazy;
Don’t think I’m not a little broken;
I’ve got some painful scars;
The rhythm behind my dance,
they’re mixed in my wildfire;
Don’t think that I’m fragile
I can handle pain, without a word
swallow tears and walk away
Don’t think that this is easy,
vulnerable is damn hard.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2019
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