constricting my heart
vines tangle and turn
threatening with thorns to rip and tear
but I will grow stronger because of them
I will stand strong
and tall
allowing them to enfold me
becoming my armor
not my walls
constricting my heart
vines tangle and turn
threatening with thorns to rip and tear
but I will grow stronger because of them
I will stand strong
and tall
allowing them to enfold me
becoming my armor
not my walls