Meverse Retamorphosis

The more I get to know myself the less I want to share him with the world. I always see people find themselves and become these beautiful social butterflies.. nah not me. Something about me peeling back the layers to myself makes me want to protect whats underneath it all. With each wall falling I realize what caused me to put it up in the first place. It’s like opening a fresh pair of shoes… and then remembering that you’ve never worn them because someone stepped on them the last pair. You immediately began to question is it worth it to peel back that tongue and slide your foot in. I mean you know once you leave the house with them on your feet dirt will come to them, it's a part of life.

That's how I feel about the Quise I see in the mirror now. He is so still, cautious, and thoughtful. He is able to feel things like never before, and he is also able to give better than ever. Yet.. he still has no discernment. A single part of him that can't be found no matter how many layers unfold. No matter how many walls are broken.. he still doesn’t know how to protect his heart. The dirt from the world will come at him, and he’ll get dirty.. and I’m not ready for that.

So I’ll just keep him locked up a little longer…