Do you know what my main problem in life is?
I let people in too easily.
All too easily.
The guards at the gate glance, and if they seem fine,
they're already near the heart, which just keeps on with
it's thudding.
And they look around, oh, how nice.
So this is the inside? how fun.
And they stay for a while, and even the small defenses are
unaware, regular to their presence.
And now they take out a small dagger, not enoguh to scratch
a wall, but enough to damage the heart, all too badly.
And alerts go off, and decisions are made, and wounds are
licked.
And each time I say, I'll never be so open and trusting
again.
Yeah, right.
'Till the next time.