Why can’t I speak those words?
They dance around my cheeks.
Why can’t I look at you?
I daren’t even peek.

I cannot ask you that question,
so I mask my words with wisdom.
I guide you to make good choices,
and console you on past decisions.

I do not know what love is,
but I know what I feel for you.
My mind may not understand these things,
but my heart knows the truth.

Why can’t I tell you this?
All I’ve dreamed about.
Why can’t I express myself,
And my heart so devout?

Still I catch you when you fall,
and I push you up again.
Your knees may buckle from the weight,
I’ll never let them bend.

I claim to speak my mind,
most often times I do.
My mind may seal my lips so tightly,
But my heart is bleeding through.