Delicate Terror

She waits for the time when she can say that this could the right one Each star that shines it burns her eyes but she continues to wish upon The only means, of what she dreams is so that one day she won’t pretend She let fears fly, as time collides with what she hopes will be right What makes it that we fear things that we just don’t know If something kills us inside how can we stop our selves from that terror mode Have faith and trust and that the ones you love will have love for you no matter what They are the wings that lift us up-a powerful hold that won’t let us give up-give up on anything…