I am dead scared
Of finding out
This mind I made
Is full of doubt
these fortunes found
I’ll go without
this life I live
I’ve lied about
But me is me
and though I know
I cannot change
I still might grow
And though I cry
I’ve stubbed my toe
in time I’ll heal
and then I’ll go.
For pieces of pieces
that fall out of line
can still be discovered, and nurtured.
I’m fine.
Jun 16, 2019
Jun 16, 2019 at 5:27 AM UTC
I am dead scared
Of finding out
This mind I made
Is full of doubt
these fortunes found
I’ll go without
this life I live
I’ve lied about
But me is me
and though I know
I cannot change
I still might grow
And though I cry
I’ve stubbed my toe
in time I’ll heal
and then I’ll go.
For pieces of pieces
that fall out of line
can still be discovered, and nurtured.
I’m fine.
