I am not afraid of you,
Don’t ever think that.
I’m afraid of what I can’t do,
I just can’t say it.
A lump in my throat,
A longing in my soul.
What can’t I say what I know is true?
My voice sticks and I cannot speak.
Oh, why does this curse me so,
I can’t express what resides in me.
One small bit of courage I long for,
Courage to say what I wish.
I can face the fiercest beast,
I can challenge the horrors of hell.
But a few small words terrify me so,
Something that I can’t tell.
Believe me,
I wish I could say,
But I don’t have the will today.
Perhaps tomorrow or sometime soon,
I’ll be able to tell you what lurks,
Inside my fleeting heart.
Just a few words I seek,
But those I simply can’t speak.
What fear holds me?
What spirit controls me?
This pain I can’t get through,
Why don’t I have the power to say, “I love you!”?
~Zoo
