Prone - 2/11/05

The answers you wanted me to try, To just give to you first hand, That I choked on and had to hide. To come clean I'd have to be a man. Which is something I'll never be, For as long as you push me down, You can never just love me for me. In my thoughts I will always drown, Because I'm ashamed to come clean, And admit to you how I really feel, For you just think I"m being mean. I sometimes doubt that you're real, Looking at how I change around you, I forget that there is anyone more. When I do realize what I go through, I wonder what I'm even trying for, Other then the fear of being alone, And not knowing how to sever ties. I wish I didn't have to be so prone, To falling in love with your lies.