Scared
Afraid to touch you
Don't know how fragile you are
Don't know if pieces of you
Will fall away
Afraid to tell you a word
Don't know how precious your
Feelings inside are
I'll keep to myself
But afraid it'll make me go crazy
And you'll have to scrap me
From the walls and become
Crazy like me
I won't be scared anymore
I won't fear the fear
But I'm afraid I won't
Be able to make this right
Looks like you'll have to
Scrape me from the walls.....
And go crazy like I have
August 15, 2004
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