The moment I let go,
I\'m afraid you would see,
Someone that you\'d rather not know.
It makes me shiver,
Even the thought of,
A world without you, no light in the blue.
The me behind the walls,
The one you so search for,
Is someone so undone, you won\'t know for one.
There are no smiles,
There are no tears,
It\'s a state of stature, somewhere I\'m stuck.
And in fear I keep you,
At a distance, at bay,
For your worth is too much and to lose I\'m afraid.
It won\'t be me,
The one to be ready,
To show you the me, I\'ve kept so hidden.
So if you want to see,
The me so buried deep,
Take me by hand and lead me to me.
Then you\'ll see,
In none of my glory,
That I\'m a simple being, with a tale, not a story.
And I\'ll let you read.
My pages to heart,
I\'ll let you be the one, to love or discern me.