Most of the time I’m just dying
Trying not to say what I mean
But you catch all my lines and the words in between
And I’m so scared because you pick me apart at the seams
And what if you don’t like what you see?
And you ask me to explain
All of the things that have made me who I am
But you don’t even know what you’re saying
And I don’t know if I can
Because I’m so afraid
I’m paralyzed by my fear of being vulnerable
It’s irrational, I know, and I’m trying so hard
To let you inside
And I wish this could last forever
Because she shows me that it’s okay
It’s okay to be hurt or angry,
It’s human to be all these things
And I sit here in fear of losing it all
But it’s a pointless half existence
So I’ll be real and I’ll be honest
And whole for once.