Sunday, February 15, 2009

Admit it.

Sometimes I wonder,
What'm I doing here?
How bad can things get,
until I shed at least one tear.


I dont know why,
Why I need you here.

I dont like it
I dont like it when you're so near.


I wont admit it,
I dont like vulnerability.

But some how I believe it,
when you say you need me.


I'll never tell you what I feel,
I'll leave you questioning,
wondering if it's real.


I never open my mouth to you,
and speak the words,
that my heart holds true,
But I believe you,
[Should I believe you,]
When you say you love me too.


I'm not sure what will become of me,
I guess only time will show.

These scars they know...
These things just dont last for me.


Just know I care
though I'm not willing to share
Even if it's the death of me,
admitting that I'm scared.

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