To you I fear not,
This tinkling feeling I endure,
To seem so unwilling to care.
Desiring that creative side,
Are you that person living in this sphere of uncertainty.
Deeper in your thoughts mixed emotions.
Dancing on your feeling of insecurity
Craving to be everyones friend.
King of nothingness only selfpity.
Dreaming but it can’t happen no more.
You sit in this room of pure emptiness,
Casing my stepping stones,
To you I am not that little frail rose,
I am more, more than you could ever think.