Deep Within

You think I have secrets
there are some things I hide
You have made me delve
into what I may hold inside

I think, You should rejoice
that I don’t let you in
There are some crazy devils
that I hold deep within

You wouldn’t want to see
my fears and insecurities
Things that can possibly haunt me
All the childishness and immaturity

I hold my heart dear
have built walls around it
Yes, I have fortified it
and have tossed away the keys

So afraid to show myself
These walls I would not let you scale
This part of my heart is just mine
To nurture, care for, just to keep it sane

These little fiends
If not kept in check
Will make me lose my mind
And cause such havoc

So I will keep them inside
I will keep them safe
To ward off the sadness
This part I will not let you take

I am susceptible to hurt
May be more so than most
This bravado is just an act
There is very little I trust

I have to keep a piece of me
So that I don’t disconnect
I fiercely guard this heart
So that I can keep everything in check

Aren’t you feeling glad?
That I’m not letting you in
By distancing myself
I am keeping us both sane

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