I am honest to most, yet my trust is not easily won. 

My vulnerability is something that rarely sees the light. 

Every battle, win or lose, I am a lone soldier. 

You do not deserve the weight of my burdens. 

I am not very strong, but I can hold myself up. 

I am surrounded by love, yet I cannot open up. 

Tears were a sign of weakness. I wanted to be strong. 

It takes a lot to truly hurt me. 

For I brush most things off. 

I’d rather be upset than be alone. 

Break my trust, it is not easily mended. 

I will welcome you as my friend but will not soon forget. 

You cannot fire if I have given you no ammo.

You cannot hurt me because you do not know me.