Years till June

No one has the right 

To truly know a person

Unless they allowed you. 

Assumptions aren't facts 

even if you want them to be. 

Instead of hiding it, 

You wrapped the sword,

Meant to break me, 

Inside the montrous thing 

You called your heart.

When you get older, 

Life isn't the same

but it's okay son, 

because I would go insane

Doing and feeling

The same things 

Everyday till 

I die.