Your insecurities don't have to be mine

Projecting things you hate about yourself on me all the time

The ache that you get

The itch that keeps coming back

I wish you thought a little harder about why it's like that

When you're alone, you're still anxious like the whole world is watching

But I'm right here, getting hit by all the behavior you're botching

Please, don't hurt me anymore

Don't think you think of it that way

But it's selfish all the same, the way you act like it's okay

You don't have to stay like that for life

You can let air in and still be alright

Your sword doesn't have to be default defense

Earth is more than just enemies and friends

You spend every moment locked in your head

Such a tough complex about how you're read

You've stuck to stance and don't care who and how you hurt

Half-convinced that what you've got set up has worked

I'm dying

Ugly breathing

The kind of pain that frames pretty well on a camera or journaled text on page

Dirty enough to be real

Clean enough to be respected

Never spill your guts on purpose, but you'll nod to where the mess is

Your head gets an easy, cool rush when someone far away is shamed

Most whatever can feel good to you when you're not the one blamed

Shield is shaped like a sword

No compassion anymore

No effort developing heart

It's only you that you're for

You don't have to stay like that for life

You can let air in and still be alright

Your sword doesn't have to be default defense

Earth is more than just enemies and friends

You spend every moment locked in your head

Such a tough complex about how you're read

You've stuck to stance and don't care who and how you hurt

Half-convinced that what you've got set up has worked

Another friendship you ruined on impulse

Another struggle your ego has won

Indulging in the same urges year after year

Love you could have loved won't still be here

Observations you've made

Systems you learned

Experiences with only you it concerns

Enriched yourself by yourself

You is all that you'll get

Rotting with ghosts of failed connections you regret

You don't have to stay like that for life

You can let air in and still be alright

Your sword doesn't have to be default defense

Earth is more than just enemies and friends

You spend every moment locked in your head

Such a tough complex about how you're read

You've stuck to stance and don't care who and how you hurt

Half-convinced that what you've got set up has worked