here are my credentials,
I've come calling at your door
for some time,
I think we will go through storms together,
i suggest that we get to know each other.
Here I am,
I bring you my scars,
words on staff paper,
don't pay much attention to what they say,
you will find me
in each thing that I have kept to myself.
I've already left tarnished
the illusion that to live is painless.
How strange that it’s you
loneliness, who keeps me company,
me who, never knew very well
how to be alone.