Over the summer
I felt like I was slipping away.
My grip on sanity was clearly aching.
My flesh was shaking.
My soul was breaking.
"Speak your mind
What is there to hide?"
"Are you afraid
Of what I might say?"
What I do fear is not being accepted
Into your world
Because I'm not what you expected
Since I would be with such a great girl
But as of now I see
How much she meant to me
But it's simply not to be.
