Tell Me Dear

Tell me, dear,

What are you made of

You are so beautiful even with

Those vanishing scars

You shine like a sun and yet

You are just a star

How come you are so perfect

And yet so insecure

Tell me how you break

When you try too hard

Tell me do you sing at night

And cry at those holy hours

Tell me it does it ache to be yourself

Or more to be what they want

Tell me more of your dreams

And how do they haunt

Tell me do they keep you up at night

Or make you pray on your knees

Tell me do you close the doors

That no one holds a key

Tell me who scarred you

Tell me who broke you so bad

That you don't trust anyone

Not even your mother or your dad

Let me hold you close

Let me bear your head

That it will put back all your missing pieces

That were shattered and dead

Why you call yourself

So cold-hearted and bad?

When all I can see in you is

A broken man who is just so sad

You make me grateful for the life I had

Up until now,

I was just a shattered mess

Tell me if we meet

Will I save or destroy you?

Tell me if I speak

Will I surprise or annoy you?

You are imperfectly perfect

And yet you hide all your flaws

So tonight tell me, dear,

Tell me

What are you made of?