Free me

I seldomly tried to make "ME" a better "ME"

I know most of my decisions were selfish and  you didnt agree

I thought the truth would hurt to much, so many times I lied

Not intentionally but most time the truth wasnt stronger than my PRIDE

Your heart hold my freedom ,though mine isnt singing the same song

Its hard to be free because because my heart is weak but my mind is strong

My mind persuades  my heart to be self-fish, thoughtless  and cold

To guard it , keep it safe, and to heal scars from old.

I know its hard to understand , Its difficult for me to explain

If I strip myself  of my ways im afraid that  nothing  will remain

Ill be a shadow of my former self, a soul-less man  , a silhouette

Because what Ive done makes me "ME" ,and I have no regrets

So my heart stay numb ,cold and locked away ,but you have the key

To unlock  whats inside,a glance of love, maybe? There is no guarantee

In this game of Love,I wish you could play with the cards Ive been dealt

Then maybe, just maybe you can understand ,after you feel what I felt

So hurry and  be cautious and gentle when you open my heart with that key

And tell me what you see,so I can finish this poem ,when you set my heart fr