I was scared Once A long time back Or so it seems Of being hurt, Scared so bad That I couldn’t let anyone Come close to me. Then you came along And I feel warmth And strength And faith And hope Somehow I’m scared no more. But Now I have New things to be scared of And today I feel most scared Of myself Because When you stand by me All weak and soft Telling me things you tell no one And believing in me Not to hurt you The way I look at you I’m terrified Of the me That’ll want to pinch you Slowly And deep Into the part of your heart That needs most To feel loved.
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Thinking of all the things I think will make me happy But what if one day By a swift move of some fairy godmother’s wand Or some blessing Or by sheer hard work I do get all of it And what if it doesn’t make me as happy As I thought it would? What if all the people and places and pictures Can’t destroy the fire burning my soul And what if all the music and dancing Doesn’t tire me at all And what if I keep looking for A place called home? What if I tell myself That the true days of joy are somewhere ahead And for now not laugh a lot And what if in reality Maybe the time to be happy Is now?