At Risk of Sounding Vulnerable


At risk of sounding vulnerable,
Nothing makes me happier than
Not knowing tomorrow.
Allowed the freedom to wonder,
Live in a daydream
And drink tea as the sun sets
Under the promise that I have
Room to improve.
At risk of sounding vulnerable,
Graceful is all I ever wanted to be.
Romanticism left me with false hope.
After all, it's wrong to
Call someone wishing they'll give me
Everything I can't give myself.
Expectations are unfair.
Like trying to
Explain why the sun is on fire,
Nothing makes me happier than
Not knowing tomorrow.
Allowed the freedom to wonder,
Freedom to
Ask if you dream in fairy tales too?
Listen to the stars at night?
Vulnerable is hard for me, but
Everything is easier with
You.

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