We all seem to wonder about what can we do to change it,
the minuteness of our day,
and inside though it hurts,
its the fear we feel in which we are afraid to change our ways,
though the many flaws out weigh the good,
its all we've ever seem to know,
but inside we inspire to be that person that we can be,
and you say "why do you fight me",
I fight cause I'm afraid,
though inside,
I know your the only one who knows how to handle me,
inside my heart I follow because I do trust you,
my mind remembers the fear of falling,
and here I am,
being torn towards to both sides,
if I put myself in your hands can I trust you not to hurt me..