For Me To Be Afraid
It starts at something small and goes to something big.
It starts down at my feet and ends up in my head.
This thing that grows and grows and grows.
This thing that goes and goes and goes,
Turns to something that is always known and told.
It takes some guts to be afraid.
That's what this is, for me to be afraid.
It takes alot for me to be afraid.
That's why this is, for me to be afraid.
For me to be afraid it takes my nerve.
For me to be afraid that thing had to hurt.
For me to be afraid it is something new.
For me to be afraid it may have been by you.
What makes me afraid is when bad things happen
Because then the fear runs deeper.
It takes a while because it started mild
But now I can't even crack a smile.
It takes all you to be afraid,
That's why this is for me to be afraid.
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