Personal Dissection Poem by Tiana Tucker

I don't wanna open my eyes,
I don't wanna get any ideas.
Just pull back what already happened,
try to confirm my fears.
Because if I can pull back my fears I can investigate my tears, and I can finally figure out why I've been crying all these years.
So then I'd have to open my heart,
To see who didn't play the part,
And finally realize that it was me from the start.
So I can't put the blame
On someone whose name
I don't know, I can't think.
I left it all, but took the kitchen sink.
Turned it into a chocolate fountain, right?
'Cause my love is so smooth.
But if my chocolate heart is hard, my love blood would leave a bruise.
Now I don't wanna be a fool,
Like when Katie married Cruise,
And I hope you're not amused,
But I just wanted to Beee Coool.
Like Anthony Hamilton says in that song.
And I know it's not with you, because that would just be so wrong.
I've learned some lessons from time with you.
I think I did, all the things you put me through.
I got analytical with algorithms 'cause I just Luuhved you.
But I learned to be complacent.
So when I mastered that technique, out your case went.

And now I'm here.

Rambunctious, rambling, rabid.
Coming off like some sort of savage.
And savages are naked, right?
So I'll stitch my wounds and cover back up.

(So I can heal)

And you'll ask to see the scars, and then I'll just baack up.
Push rewind, or what have you.
Start all over UHgain.
And tell you the story of my Personal Dissection.