Doubt

I grew up frightened of things
Because I was taught to be.
Now I’m frightened of you
Loving me too much.

I grew up ignored, left
Alone so I learned to be alone,
It’s hard to live inside myself
So you must not want to be here too.

I can be beautiful,
I know I can.
I can be loving and soft
And I want to be for you.

I’m a little broken, a little whole.
A little disjointed, trying
To align each day
A bit more.

You don’t have to love me,
But you do.
And that’s enough for me
To want to be whole
For you.

You love me disjointed,
A bit broken, a bit rough.
Morning breath and sadness,
But for you
That’s enough.