I see what's happened before
Constantly flashing through my brain
Leaves me feeling...anxious...worried
Maybe I'm doing it again
Can't mess up, holding so tight
To what I know is to be given
But I have to be careful, have to stand back
Don't I?
Afraid to dive in, jump without looking
I look and can't see the bottom
Where does this even start?
Driving without lines, running without paths
Is this what it means
To have you search for my heart
My main concern is that
You'll be helping me find it
Saturday, February 2, 2008
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