If I bide my time. I'll come up empty. If I get in line. I'm on my knees. If you take what's mine. I'll still have plenty. So I guess I'm fine. With this disease.
Your insecurity. can make me feel so helpless. feel like letting go. Your insincerity. it makes a world of difference. You will never know. . Another voiced rejection.
If I could speak I'd tell you all my fears and deprivations. If I could feel I'd take away your pain. If I could bleed I'd show you all my scars and imperfections.