What\'s in you, you find in another, insecurity is its mother...................................so queer
Born lack of trust deep inside, from womb it bursts not to confide.. ...................it\'s here
Clawing to hold on, fearing it\'ll soon be gone .......................................................growing fear
Suspicion born seeds in a social garden grows thorn and weeds.......................... threats appear
Control seen as a tool to command a world seen as cruel......................................so austere
Deck stacked, I feel attacked.... ..............................................................................be severe
Protection a must, total lack of trust................................................................... ....steer clear
Them you need to do before they get you ..............................................................make them disappear