I wish that I could say,
Without scaring you away,
What is really in my heart,
But I don’t know where to start.
Sharing with you my despair,
Is not easy and not fair.
For it belongs to only me.
It’s not meant for you to see.
Nor meant for you to pity.
Still…
I wish that I could say,
Without scaring you away,
What is really in my head,
But I’ll be quiet instead.