minefield

everyone is a teenage superhero
your average superduper Mr Sensitive.
bullets can't even scratch them
but words tear through them like paper.
 
oh wish they had X-ray vision
to see my heart's little intention
don't push me like the revolving door
i'm flesh and blood, not lacquered wood.
 
every encounter is like a minefield
one trying to tread past the mines.
don't blow me up i plead
i'm just trying to be your friend