What You Don'T Know Poem by The Queen's Dagger

Maybe if you weren't so scared,
maybe if you weren't so guarded,
maybe if you weren't so protective,
I would let you in.

If you didn't treat me like
I am just a pitiful lost soul;
like I even needed your help.

You never knew that I almost died,
never knew how much I cried,
never knew all that I hide.
Do you even know me at all?

I got over it all without you.
Does that make you jealous?
It should.

You are too worried about
keeping me safe and secure,
making me think your way,
and 'raising me right';
that you made it so
I couldn't tell you a thing.