_27.05.15

See, Don’t come to me with your heart,
Come to me with your buts
Tell me your challenges, through all of life’s gory stages
Tell me about your failures, and the time you almost lost composure
About the memories you made, the good ones and your mistakes

You could tell me your mishaps, surprise me! I may laugh out loud and ask
How did I miss that, or maybe tell you how sorry I am that you went through that,
Perhaps
Share my knowledge or experience, not exactly giving you an insight, but you may learn something in hindsight

I am not telling you to be vulnerable to me, not if you don’t want to, that would not be cool
But at least, be honorable with me, I’m looking for something brand new!
I am not perfect, if I was, I would not be here, I’d be running into the sunset with the other half of this perfect set
You are not perfect either, if you were you would not be here, you would be running of into the sunset with your high school sweetheart

Wouldn’t have ever felt the trauma of a broken heart

See, I’m tired of men telling me what they can do,
You can at least start by telling me what you can and can’t do
I’m just trying to feel a little human with you
Not looking for my own C-3PO
Unless you are looking for a mannequin
Plastic, Dolled up and looking for her King

Because I’m just me,
Flawed up, Messed up
Not Plastic, Skin thick
Crazy?                    -Yes

But perfectly me

-Sigil