Tint

Are you scared of my messiness? 
Does it make you feel a certain way?
Take off the rosy glasses
It’s time you heard what I have to say

Did you fall in love with an idea of me?
Did you see what you wanted to see?
Not the parts of me that aren’t palatable
And don’t match who you think I should be

This person that you wanted
Who fills spaces with feeling and passion  
The best parts of me won’t fit
In a neat and tidy fashion

The safety that you seek 
The relief of giving up the ruse 
It’s one small pebble in the sea of me
You cannot pick and choose

You refuse to examine yourself
But your body keeps the score
You once felt softness and release
Before you slammed the door

It’s easier to look away
Ignoring inner strife
But you’re only just existing 
And calling it a life

Think of me when you’re pretending
The facade is so pristine
I hope you will remember  
How it feels to be truly seen