I'm not afraid of the opinions of others - but of being needed and coming up short.
We fear monsters because we fear the dark parts of ourselves.
Some people won't even own a dog for fear it will die - you can't bubble-wrap your heart.
And not out of fear or loneliness, but only to find myself again... for we have come too far my Life, to turn back now.
You think so logically... like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically... like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth.
I'm shy in person - so afraid to confess my love - I need a go-between - our mutual friend, the Moon.
