Staring at the same spot on the ceiling
wondering what to do next
to risk it all
or sit in the shadows
alone with every thought
I can't trust a soul
not even myself
Back and forth
every second a different answer
I'm afraid to fall
afraid that I'll lose everything
but hoping that I gain the world
I'm afraid of the risk
afraid of how they will react
I'm afraid they won't trust me
I'm afraid he won't feel the same
I'm afraid I won't either
when I wake up in the morning
The endless cycle of yes and no
but he's still is on my mind
back and forth
weighing the options
to risk the fall
and stumble flat on my face
or be caught with him waiting
but I'm afraid...

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