You’ve lived a haunted life
Tried to imagine how I’d feel
If I was thrown into the public eye
Before my wounds had healed
The way you flashed us with your scars and told about your rules
Like we were students in your “how-to-be-dramatic” little school
Now I can understand how
After all that you’ve been through
You’d lock yourself inside
Waiting for us to come and rescue you
But what I can’t fathom is
While imprisoned in yourself
You wouldn’t ever take a look around
Just blame everyone else
Pulling the “look-at-me-I’m-hurt” card
Got you friends that wouldn’t dare
Question any little tantrum
No, halfway–they would meet you there
Your lover fears your reactions
He’s like a puppy on a leash
He doesn’t tread outside your boundaries
Without saying “please”
Now I can understand how
You’d be scared to trust again
Seeing how fame would be a magnet
For attention-seeking friends.
But what I can’t fathom is
If your friends lie to keep you calm
You wouldn’t ever ask yourself
Who they got that idea from
I could be scared of you
I would cater to your needs
Your dominating ways, my overwhelming fear of conflict feeds
But I learned not to get involved
By admitting more about myself
Takes one to know one honey, trust me take a look inside yourself
