What do you do
If all that comes out seems to be sadness
Will it always be such a struggle
To achieve something, some place
Some where of solace
My insecurities are abundant
I guess that’s obvious
I don’t want to be defensive
I want to pour out the love I feel
How can you not
How can you not have words
Cause I have too many
You said once that I was your world
Were you really just scared
Do you ever search out the things that make me, me
Why is your love so consuming
Maybe its me
Maybe I allow it
Maybe I adore it
