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Afraid to admit this feeling for thee

For I'm afraid of what I might see

This feeling inside is too hard to explain

I wish this feeling would go and refrain



I’m too afraid

To touch the blade

That can sever my life

Like a titanium knife

Shoved through paper

As easy as a rapper

Who’s victimized the purity

Of a girl during maturity



The only thing that I possess

The one thing that I express

It’s not my brain and it’s not my heart

It’s that only thing that sets me apart

From all my friends and even kin

The one thing we contain within

It can’t be replaced and it can’t be broken

It’s that thing that makes us outspoken



I like him now more than a friend

But I don’t know if I’m ready to transcend

Suppose I start to feel for him love

And it quickly increases from thereof

If I let him know of how I feel

My true self I may reveal

Then he finds that one flaw

That makes him want to withdraw



By then he’d have had me in his possession

So I won’t make this fatal confession

Not ready to die inside

And I’ll stay safe and hide

Not ready to have my life changed

By he who might be deranged

I only have one to control

It is my soul



Afraid to admit this feeling for thee

For I'm afraid of what I might see

This feeling inside is too hard to explain

I wish this feeling would go and refrain





Inspired by: Chris A. Sailer Dedicated to: No one

Created on: April 17, 2005