Open

If I let you know what makes me laugh, and the things that make me cry, but more importantly why...
Will I be celebrated with at my brightest, most colourful?
Will I be comforted in my deepest darkest despair?
Will you wipe the tears of joy and of pain?

If I let you know the complexities of my mind and the secrets in my heart...
Would you assume that my ego ruled, or see that my ego has nothing to do it?
Would you handle that sometimes in my moments of anger, I'd despise you, with the same passion, that I'd adore you with, in my moments of happiness?
Would you see that I feel in extremes. Various degrees of colour, because I don't know only black and white.

If I let you know my fears and challenges..
Could you handle that with me it'll be hard. It would require work?
Could you understand that I'm worth the effort?
Could you be my inspiration, my calm, my compass, my wings?

If I summarised my past, my present and my future...
Could you be content with the fact that the details would come piece by piece, day by day?
Would you add to my present?
Will you be in my future?

Do I let you in so that you see every tiny detail? Parts of me, I don't even see myself.
Do I risk judgement and possible ridicule?
Do I strip completely naked?
Do I allow this thing akin to slow death, where I reveal so much and I can never go back?
Or when you beckon, probing, asking... will I run the other way?
I ask myself these complicated questions, but the answer is simple;
I'm here, I'm open...