You cannot touch this part of me

For it is mine and mine alone

To admire fear hate and envy

Mine alone to loathe and despise

To pick at each wound and scab

Secretly with no fears

Of being told

I am insane, untethered

Secretly without the worry

Of repercussions

And staring eyes

This part of me

So carefully nurtured

Loved and hated in equal measure

This part of me

That I long to share with you

But will not

For fear you will truly see

This part of me

For fear you will finally know

The measure of me

The depth of me

This part of me