Maybe I'd be better off without one
It wouldn't be able to break
and I wouldn't be unhappy
You wouldn't be able to hurt me
and your words would mean nothing to me.
Your actions would wash over me;
a harmless wave, leaving me dry.

Maybe I'd be better off without one
It wouldn't make me so weak
and those wells that reside in my eyes
would dry up and relocate.
The pain in my chest would cease
The incessant beating would stop
making me so nervous all the time

Maybe I'd be better off without one
to explain all my faults in detail;
unforgiving and explicit with the truth.
I wouldn't miss it's disruptive nature,
introducing feelings when unwanted,
nor it's persistence in trying
to make dreams (and nightmares) come true.
Maybe I'd be better off without one.