We live life each and every day Wond'ring when we'll come to say I am not afraid.
Spiders, clowns, nightmares All seem so cruel, unfair, Not to me.
I fear not death Nor the smell of my breath, I fear people.
Not thoughts or opinions Or loss of dominion, But unconsciousness.
I fear misinterpretation And the discrimination Of my voice.
Maybe odd maybe strange And some day I may change, But not today.
Call me different-- weird Your words are only smeared, For I am me.
I am the me that screams Past all of my dreams, At my reflection.
Nobody else hears it 'Cause I am scared to admit, They won't realize.
I continue to block away More and more, day after day, And it doesn't help.
Growing vulnerable, weaker Tying, retying my sneaker, Living with fear another day.
I struggle with the mere trust that I must lay in someone else's mind in order for them to understand me. I just don't assume possible for some reason. I need help.