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Afraid

So I am just so sick and tired
Of living in this shell
Please oh God come lift me
Out of this living he**

Afraid to be myself
Afraid what they might say
Afraid to turn around
And afraid to look away

I don’t want to be without you
But without you I must be
For everyone else critics
So you I cannot see

I should ignore them some would say
But to throw away my friends?
I would rather come and meet
With some horribly tragic end

Afraid to be myself
Afraid what they might say
Afraid to turn around
But afraid to look away

Afraid of losing you
Afraid of losing them
Afraid of losing everyone
In the very end

So I just sit here and I wait
For someone else to move
I’ve been waiting far too long now
And I think you think that I hate you

Hating comes with love
And loving comes with hate
It just seems that both emotions
Have come onto our plate

I love you then I hate you
They both come hand in hand
I just feel like a boat
I’m striving for dry land

I don’t know what to say
I guess this is the end
Of you and of me
Thinking we could be just friends



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