break my walls

if you want a pretty girl

in a pretty sundress

why are you not at the market

and at my door step.

if you want somebody

to hug

my bones are carved of steel

so come inside

only if you do not go weak

at the sight of

pools of blood

and burning bodies.

i will not obey your word

just because you utter it

i will rev my engine

and speak loud.

i do not like to behave.

and i hate dresses.

my shelf is lined with ugly things

that tell the stories

that have made me.

are you strong enough

to break my walls down

and hold me while they crumble?