Break my Boundaries

November 21, 2011
I dare you to find me
broken and bleeding.
Come and to see me
vunerable and needing.
Though it's an impossible thing,
my door is closed and locked.
So you'll be on the outside
viewing what I'm not.
I want you to see the truth,
but, darn, I lost its key.
If I ever happen to find it
would you care enoughto see?
I still kind of need your help.
The type you're not supplying.
To finally find some sense
because I'm almost done trying.
I'm isolated from all I've known
and I don'r want it to be slipping away.
But by the rate I'm going
it'll be gone by the end of today.
So come and break my boundaries,
the ones that shouldn't even be here.
I won't be mad,
it'll show that you really care.

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