"Let Someone love you just the way you are-as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are.To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken,
out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect,is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room." - Marc Hack
No. It's not that I believe that I must, but that I should,
It's that I think that although something would happen, that it could,
I believe that broken things are likely tampered with.
By those who believe they have the tools to fix what others could not.
That when they fail like all the others, they will leave the broken thing to rot.
Who am I to say that I'm fixed, that I'm no longer broken?
Who was I to leave my heart in the open?
It's not their fault my heart was weak,
It's my fault I let them stab within it a leak.
I let my heart leak, and take a step forward.
My inner emotions may spatter my sleeves,
But I'm not falling this time.
I've been knocked down before,
But this is simply my own leaking gore,
And it has no power over me.
I will build myself a suit of armor.
They will see me. They will know me. But they will not harm me.
My armor is dull clothing. Making myself look uninteresting.
I will not shine, my armor is not bright.
Because although we hear stories of prince charming in shining armor,
Remember this, "A knight in shining armor is a man who has never truly had his metal tested."
So I will be a dull knight. Hiding my secrets under my armor where none can reach.