I'm Afraid Of

I'm afraid, I'm afraid of what I don't know. 

And I'd tell you, if you asked. 

And I cringe at the thought that you'll never ask. 

And I cringe at the thought of you asking. 

Because if you asked, you would know. 

And if you know what I know, 

Then that makes two of us. 

And then I'd know there's potential of not being alone. 

With the possibility of being alone. 

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