You want me to trust you.
Why?
Why should I trust you,
When I don't trust the ground beneath my feet?
It's waiting to open and swallow me whole.
Why should I trust you,
When I don't trust the light?
Such a tricky thing,
It goes away without a fight.
How can I trust you,
When I don't trust home?
It'll be gone in the blink of an eye,
I'll have nowhere to lay my head.
How can I trust you,
When I don't trust sleep?
it steals from me,
And only makes me weak.
How can I trust you,
When I don't trust loving arms?
They've only ever harmed me,
And scarred me.
