• Confusion
    Is all I feel
    Does she know my feelings?
    Should I tell her?
    Does she care?
    As these questions without answers
    run through my head,
    I realize that,
    through it all
    In the end, it won't matter
    what I did
    what I said
    What will matter,
    when the time comes,
    is whether or not
    I had the strength
    to tell her
    how I felt.
    And when,
    that day chooses to come
    My head will be held high
    as I admit what I feel
    And I will hold it high
    As she walks away
    With no more than an
    I won't let her
    break my heart
    like I broke the other one's
    And as the pain of yesteryear fades,
    I think about
    what my life could have
    If I'd had the strength, then,
    to tell her
    Names run through my head
    of those who've rejected my
    "odd" nature
    And stop at hers
    She accepts me
    Knows that, inside,
    I'm not who I seem to be
    That the overhappy, energetic, odd guy
    That everyone else sees
    doesn't exist
    And she knows
    that that mask
    that overhappy, energetic, odd mask
    is slowly slipping away from
    my face
    She accepts the one underneath
    my mask
    She accepts
    that I've hidden myself behind that mask
    So that everyone will see me
    the way that I see them
    She accepts the true me
    The one that isn't always saying
    something stupid
    The one that knows the pain
    that comes with being
    an outcast
    The one that has become a
    of his own grief
    The one that has felt
    felt love
    and knows them at a glance
    She accepts that
    I greet them both
    like old friends
    That my own sadness
    has created another
    entity within me
    An entity that's so wrapped up
    in pain, and anger, and sorrow
    that he cannot see that
    he is loved
    And she knows that, one day,
    I will rid myself of this,
    this demon
    And finally be free
    I will find a girl like this
    And my love for her
    will be unconditional
    And she will help me to realize
    That, to be free,
    All that is required
    is love.