I hide behind a mask of written words
Talk to me with letters; I will be your friend
I will share my soul with you. I will be strong and faithful.

But touch me or look in my eyes and I will bolt,
Too much the coward to speak face to face
Even in the face of your love

I can bear anything but your judgment

I am the original control freak
Face to face I can’t control what you see of me
What if you see something you can’t accept

How could I go on

So I will write you letters
And tell you of my love and trust
But it is all so empty

Never enough trust to let you see me uncensored
Never enough love to let you have the upper hand
Never enough courage for unmasking