Have you ever found something...
Something so precious
You’re so afraid to lose it
You feel the need to guard it
You become so insecure...
Suspicious
About everything and everyone
You start feeling like you can’t let your guard down
Everyone becomes a suspect...
They start looking like thieves in the night
So those high walls you have to keep erect
While they wait for you to let your guard down
And you feel like you don’t deserve it
Like you didn’t work for it
Like good things don’t just happen to people like you
Like it’s way above your league
Like it’s meant for someone better than you
Because you’re so used to relating to trash
So your walls are so high and you can turn your feelings off in a flash
That’s how I feel about you
The problem is...
You’re not a thing
You’re a whole person
A human being.
And sometimes, I still feel like damaged goods.
KCO III