I want to talk, but I hold back
For I’m afraid of another attack
Attacks are made
Because we’re afraid
Of what we feel or don’t
This is the stuff
Not sure I’ll ever be enough
Are you fighting me or us?
Or really just fighting yourself?
Fear is the worst
Feelings coerced
Fingers pointed at me
Because then you’ll be set free
To keep running from all that could be
Truly making yourself happy
Maybe running will set you free
Maybe I don’t make you happy
Maybe that’s on me
Only you can decide what sets you free
Are we doing this to each other, or to ourselves?
Maybe we’re not as different as I thought
Maybe I’m ready, Maybe I’m not
Confusion is a resounding theme
I try to listen but get lost in a dream
Expectations are crushed, for it’s never enough
That one’s on me
I’m trying to change
Please meet me halfway
Your patience is wearing out
I can sense your doubt
I want you around
Can’t imagine life without you
Just be straight with me
I never want to doubt you
Every hard time we go through
We come out stronger as we pull through
I just want to know you
But do you?
Mindfully Authentic 