Fire in My Eyes

Don't tell me a condescending lie, when I’d rather the ugly truth.

Don't give me any pretty words

No false promises to soothe

I am a warrior, I am more than used

To this.

Do you really think I love you so little

That betraying me would make a difference?

I am not the fragile little thing you once knew

I have grown. I have had to grow.

Like a flower forced to bloom

A child growing up too soon

I am not a girl. I have seen too much of the world.

So don’t bother trying to douse the fire.

The fire’s in my eyes.

Written with- elizaschulyer