Insecurity
I’ve had my scraps and sometimes lost
It’s true that I have scars
But do not doubt, that would be wrong
That I’ll shoot for the stars
I gave to you my fragile heart
And ask that you take care
The scars we see which reach its core
In true love we can share
Is it too much to ask of you
If I give you my soul
You’ll join me in this quest I’ve set
To help sew up this hole?
It’s true I’ve been hurt in the past
It’s something I must face
But know that I will look to you
To hold my hand with grace
It matters not if these are flaws
Because they make up me
And for our love to shine real bright
Respect for these must be
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