Being afraid of height
is being afraid to fall.
To die and leave life;
not to return at all.

Being afraid of dark
is really fear of what's within.
Monsters, they say lie,
that **** the greatest of men.

Being afraid of spiders
is afraid of being bit
put that away,
they're not scary a bit.

Being afraid of love
is not knowing what to do:
He wants to tell you how he feels
but he's afraid of losing you.

Fear, in reality,
is not wanting to get hurt
Fear's the one subject
where everyone's an expert.

I can't take it any more
your scent - so pleasant
and where ever I go
I wish you were present

What shall I do
to get you out of my mind?
such a hard question
which's answer I could never find

Despite my blind love
I know it could never be
we could never be together
just you and me

and you clearly know why
it's forbidden, they say
but I never see how
we stand in their way

Then there's you who's the problem
these are feeling you just knew
and I know it's weird
and even bizarre and kind of new

but you must know
that anything I'd do
to get your lips on mine
to sleep in the same bed as you

I thought about it once
and then once again
we can't just just sit back
and wait for the rain

I can't sit back here;
this I have sworn
someone must weep
to those no one would mourn

My country is wounded
I can't just step aside
there's nothing I can do
but dying inside...