Open your arms

it's like I have a shield around me, none can see me. I don't bite, my heart is open. then why do you tip-toe around like I'm the reason you're broken? I'm not some stranger, not from outer space. I like to hold hands as much as the next girl on wih the prettier face. I'm not made of stone, but my eyes are as old as the earth. I'm not conflict-prone, but I'm not one who is easily hurt. I wish you wouldn't stand all around me and laugh with mirth, what you see isn't me, what you see is a vision that seems to be larger times three. dont walk away, don't close your eyes, don't plug your ears to my lonely cries. open your arms, and learn how warm I can be. open your eyes and I will paint you your dreams.

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