Beginning to see
The way you look at me
The questions that frame your insecurity
You're hiding from me
You're missing, dismissing
Clues left in your way
I'm open, I'm hoping
For a chance to prove
Guilt exhumed, bury me
You're insecure, nothing's pure
Nothing's free
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