You hold in your heart everything you need. Nothing I offer could ever compare. When we are apart my emotions bleed. To be worthy of you much would I dare. A part of me wants so badly to give. Most of me remembers how I was burned. I once hated this life I'm made to live. Yet some value in me she has discerned. Most of my soul is comprised of old scars. There are facets to me no one else knows. All my relationships bipolar mars. Love rocks me with the wisdom it bestows. Becoming superfluous is my fear. If I lost myself I would shed no tear.