Rubbed Raw

She has callouses on her heart, you see.
And just like the callouses on your hands
It took getting rubbed raw to earn them.
They came as a result of where she's been
And they stay because of where she is.
She's scared to let them soften because -
Just like the callouses on your hands -
If she doesnt use them;
If she lets you in to carry her burdens
They will disappear.