Tuesday, August 26, 2008

realizations

Afraid of this
And who I am
Afraid you’ll see
And not understand

Afraid of me
And how I’ll be
Afraid to show you
What I’ve seen

Afraid I’ll love you
And you wont back
Afraid to want you
And you wont act

All this time
I’ve thought I’ve known
What I’ve needed
How I’ve grown

I know nothing
Of what I need
Or do I know
And just don’t believe