I wish I could express my emotions like you can;
I wish I could show someone I really am me.
But I don't know if I can be so personal --
Maybe I'm afraid to be.

It's easy to be a guitarist,
Because I can form songs with my bare hands.
But could I really be a poet?
Could I really use my words to show you who I am?

But I can't spend the rest of my life
          comparing
                    my poetry
                              to yours
Because your words have meaning

And I don't know what mine are for.


You know, it's possible I'm in love with being in love.
It's possible that I'm not even there.
Because I switch too fast from being so romantic,
To being someone who just doesn't care.

I think the difference is you're not afraid to be broken,
But I am, so I put walls up around myself.
I've only played the game getting fallen for.
I couldn't bear to be the one who fell.

But I can't spend the rest of my life
          hurting
                    everyone
                              else
Maybe it's time to change the way I play

And become the one who fell.