BAGGAGE

Do I assume that you'll take me

Take me as I am?

I am flawed and hurting inside

Hurting inside with the thorns

The thorns of past encounters

Past encounters that I hoped

I hoped would be my happiness

My happiness was not found

Not found in eyes so cold

So cold and hands so rough

So rough I still have scars

Have scars that make one wonder

One wonder who you are