As I kick down the door.
I want to let my tears hit the floor.
As I fulfill destiny to take my throne.
I remember the pain when I remind myself that me and my broken heart are alone.
I talked about being unstoppable and a force to be reckoned with.
But sometimes it feels like a myth.
I am vulnerable.
Is it understandable?
I have fear.
I am paranoid and nervous so please don’t come near.
Or please do come, it hurts when you have to ask who you can trust and all you want to do is shed a tear.
I am strong, but if I ever claim that I’m not weak then I’d be forever wrong.
Now whenever I wish to cry I know the reason why.
It’s because maybe I’m done being Mr. ToughGuy.
