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Afraid of You


I’m afraid of you

I don’t know what to do.

When you yell at me

It’s painful; don’t you see?

 

I’m jumpy now

And I hope you know how.

Every turn I make

I give myself a little shake.

 

‘Wake up!’ I say.

‘Wake up!’ I think every day.

This is a dream I hope

And if it isn’t, how will I cope?

 

You are unpredictable now

And every day I ask ‘how?’

How could you be so mean?

Your conversion is so obscene.

 

It kills me inside

These feelings I just can’t hide

I love you too much

But onto you I can’t always clutch

 

I’m afraid of you

I don’t know what to do.

What will you do next I ask?

I hope this obscenity will not last.

 

Screaming and hollering does not work

So instead, in the shadows I lurk

I avoid you as much as I can.

And when I can’t you’re not my biggest fan

 

I wish you cared still

I’m falling down a very steep hill.

I thought you loved me

But if you don’t it will have to be.

 

Forget me once, forget me twice

Just don’t make me roll the dice.

I wish this gruesome day would end.

So in my path I can have a new bend.

 

I’m falling into a deep hole

And you don’t care about this scared soul

First you did but what about now?

You beat me down when you shout.

 

When you yell at me

It’s painful don’t you see?

You kill me inside

These feelings I cannot hide.

 

I’m afraid of you

I don’t know what to do.

This hole is just too deep.

This hill is just too steep.

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