the part of me that hardly anyone sees . . .


“I bruise easily”

My skin is like a map, where my heart has been

And I can’t hide the marks, but it’s not a negative thing

So I lay down my guard, drop my defenses, down by my clothes

I’m learning to fall, with no safety net, to cushion the blow

I bruise easily, so be gentle when you handle me

There’s a mark you leave, like a love heart carved on a tree

I bruise easily, can’t scratch the surface without moving me

Underneath I bruise easily,

I bruise easilyI found your finger prints on a glass of wine

Do your know ur leaving them all over this heart of mine too

If I never take this leap of faith I’ll never know

So I’m learning to fall with no safety net to cushion the blow