Coward

You're like my backpack
pulling me down
starting at my shoulders
tearing to my shoulder blades
were you not aware of my paper body?
and that any match could set me to ash?
my back is breaking
and you make my knees are getting shaky
break me down
tear me apart
why?
tell me, tell me
is it because you'd rather me not see
who-
or what you are?
you're a coward
and i knew that from the start