Thank you, but I can't take that much

Why can’t I see you strip your heart in front of me
without feeling threatened?
What is it that is so frightening?
If you don’t ask me for anything,
If you let me be,
If you set me free,
What am I so afraid of?

Hold me in a cage! Keep me out!
Make demands!
Yell at me!
Try to possess me, control me!
And I’ll defend myself,
And I’ll hold my shield against you with all my might,
And I’ll fight you back,
To keep my place!
To make my will!
I know that struggle…
I’ve played the role already, so many times.

But, please! Don’t give me wings.
Don’t make me think.
Don’t say that you’ll love me anyways,
’cause I don’t know how to handle that.
My heart can’t take so much love.
I’m not ready for something so powerful,
so sacred, almost divine.

Please! Don’t show me your naked heart
’cause the beauty that I’ll see
will break me apart.