Just Maybe . . .

Why do I never believe what others say to me?

As if their words have two meanings?

Show me, with honest actions

That you love me

That you care

And that you’ll always be there

Because life before this was so unfair

I’ve been left alone

cold and scared

I’m so full of fear

Frightened to feel

Frightened to love

and most of all, frightened to move on

To lean on others

and be open to them

would take all the courage I gained from mending

Is it worth it?

Would I make it?

Or would my heart be pushed to its limits?

 

By: Sarah Fisk