Everything passes away except one thing , The poetic thoughts that come through my mind . They never stop and keep me indulged , In a world where I can share my word !
I’m scared to get too close
but I hate being alone .
I’m scared that how it goes ,
it will end up on the phone .
I’m scared to share too much ,
but I hate being so quiet around you .
I’m scared to express too much ,
because I don’t know how it will turn up .
I’m scared to get attached too much ,
because when you’ll leave it will hurt .
I’m scared that I won’t handle it well
and will be left alone in the dirt .