I push love away before it has the chance to touch me.
I crave it, but can't receive it.
I think I'm strong, but I sometimes think I'm a fortress of fear.
I avoid, not because I don’t care, but because I'm kinda scared to need.
I use silence as protection, not peace, because I can't argue with anyone.
I keep doors half-open, just enough to escape.
You'll feel like a stranger beside me.
May offer you touch, but not Presence.
I'll flee on the sight of intimacy.
TL;DR; : AM I HIDING FROM MYSELF?