Only I can hurt myself….each hurt a failure to notice the pricks…
The hurt comes from me, when I don’t heed life’s tricks
It is me who has hurt the psyche most pleasant to me.
The hurt I allowed, has caged up the free.
You can’t hurt me, no, that’s just me finding blame.
Your image posing hurt that I am sure to obtain.
It is I who has built a hurt around love, and so, didn’t allow love to ensue
The hurt is my fear, and I tossed it on you
No, no no…this hurt will not do.