My heart, cold as stone,
Is encased by blades of steel.
No one shall enter nor escape.
My heart is my treasure,
A reminder of how much I have to lose.
Anyone who tries to touch my heart
Shall perish and be forgotten.
You might say that I cannot protect it forever
But I shall prove you wrong.
Some people ask, 'Why not let people in?'�
And my response is, 'Because they could rip it to shreds.'�

If I let these walls crumble, all hope shall deteriorate as well,
The essence of my life smashed as if made of glass.
I trust only these protections, established by my will.
They shall never fail me, betray me, or hurt me.
I believe that those who do not guard themselves are fools.
They are easy pickings for those that set out to do harm.
Only foolishness on one's part can lead to one's demise.
You may call me stubborn, cold, and selfish.
I do not mind, your words do not disturb me.
Say whatever you wish about me, these walls will stay up.

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