An old friend
wanting to catch up
I put out a line

A new face
eager to become acquainted
I put out a line

Someone who is good
who truly wants to know me
I put out a line

all these distractions
offering peace
from the dreadful truth
of my unease

So I put out another and another
I put out these lines
because surely
surely one of them will catch

Surely one of them
because I live in fear
of reeling in these lines
and no one is near

I fear reaching the end
and finding dissapointment
so I try to act tough
because I live in fear
of not being enough