walls
For some of us, opening up comes as easily as it does to a clam. While some are like reading a book specially designed for the visually challenged.
Some of us build barbed wires around our personas not because we have a deep dark secret to hide or being a mystery adds to the fun of things, but just because trusting people comes as easily as trying to stick suction rubber on a waxed floor. We can be emotionally inaccesible, wary and detached from the normal crowd of things, but we aren't always that way once you make a tiny break in the ice wall.
There's always a chink in the armour. Trust me. And getting to us requires better strategies than the ones Napoleon used at Waterloo. We need patience.
For i always believe in this - that sometimes people build walls around their hearts, not just to keep others out, but to see who cares enough to knock them down.
Some of us build barbed wires around our personas not because we have a deep dark secret to hide or being a mystery adds to the fun of things, but just because trusting people comes as easily as trying to stick suction rubber on a waxed floor. We can be emotionally inaccesible, wary and detached from the normal crowd of things, but we aren't always that way once you make a tiny break in the ice wall.
There's always a chink in the armour. Trust me. And getting to us requires better strategies than the ones Napoleon used at Waterloo. We need patience.
For i always believe in this - that sometimes people build walls around their hearts, not just to keep others out, but to see who cares enough to knock them down.
(Thank you)
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