4.24.11

All my life I've been shut down
I've opened up to all the wrong people
Because there were never any right people
But you
You want me to open up
And I have
I'm split wide open
And my insides have all spilled out
They've made a mess on the floor
And I'll never be able to clean it all up
But you
You think I'm perfect
But my mess spells out failure
The only thing I'll ever be is flawed
And I'll never understand how it works
But I'm done trying to understand
The world is an imperfect place
And I'm just adding to it
Not perfect or flawless
Or anything in between
But you
You don’t see me how I see me
And I don’t want to understand how