Cold Front

You seem to be nervous to ask me out boy

and you have every reason to be,

I come with a mile long

warning label that is invisible for you to see.

I will never be able to open up about my past,

and will dodge all the questions you ask of me

for as long as I am able to last.

I will only be able to give you

a fraction of what you deserve,

the road that you're thinking about traveling on

is rocky and full of curves.

Even if I dared to try I couldn't give you my all,

for my heart that you are asking for is

shielded with hardened material

for when the time comes when no one was there

to catch me if I fall.

I am cast within a chilling storm,

frozen from the cold front

without any shelter in sight

that offers to keep me warm.

I need to be honest with you

because I was never the type of girl

to lead someone on,

for it was I that has been on the other side of it

and preyed upon.

You can't expect me to suddenly develop feelings

for a guy that I don't even know,

as you attempt to drag me down further

from where I am now at—

weakened with my self esteem low.

You are currently portraying a little boy

that is on the playground

whom pulls the girl's hair for attention,

but the act quickly gets to be boring

I need to mention.

I grew out of that at the age of five,

and now I am a grown woman that craves something

more—to feel alive.

I would actually be surprised if you know

a single thing about me,

yet you claim to like the person you thought I be.

At this moment in my life I need to work on myself

and I feel that I can't do that with you,

so please move on to the next act

without waiting for a stage cue.

You work on your life and I'll work on mine,

the both of us will go on our separate ways

and we will each turn out fine.

I am not the trophy that you think of me as

or something you could win,

but even if I don't like you like that

tonight I will pray that you are successful in life...

to my God that you refuse to believe in.