Me, Behind Me

...A poem by me...

I'm waiting around for you to see
That you hold the key that's truly to me
I fear the moment I'll wake up alone
and listening to silence before you hang up the phone
falling away not knowing the truth
while I'm stuck in the midst of my dying youth

Fear is the thing I need to leave
find myself and truly believe
I can fly if i spread my wings
can't let my mind rest on the tings
that distract me from beint the me behind me

Looking around into the clearest space
afraid to say what i feel to your face
memories past swirl all around
as i struggle to keep my feet on the ground
swimming around in the fear to succeed
hoping that in my heart i won't bleed


Fear is the thing I need to leave
find myself and truly believe
I can fly if i spread my wings
can't let my mind rest on the tings
that distract me from beint the me behind me

I need to let it all out and find Me behind me...