blue eyes

 
stewing in my feelings isn't good for me
believe in the pure energy I send to you
it speaks for me in ways I can't
 
my words sometimes bite and cut
even when I don't want them to
usually when I'm speaking from a place of hurt
or insecurity
 
I know you don't recognize this part of me
she's still a little girl of three
who expects rejection
so she pushes people away
 
this is a side of me that makes life difficult
I don't like pain
true intimacy for me is tough
I treat sex like a way to get off
 
so when you come to me with true feelings
I start looking for the door
leaving the scene of the crime
getting in the getaway car
 
you are stirring emotions that frighten the child inside
not asking that you desist  
just recognize the little girl looking back at you
through bright blue eyes