It feels like I don't belong
I do not know how to explain this to you
Its like a dread
deep beneath my skin,
but the problem is the surface...
The surface of my soul is to close to my heart
and as you lean over the lake to look at me
I turn my face away and blush.
Even though you glance merely at reflections.
I wonder if you see it in me,
Like he did when he whispered if only and
walked away.
Would it hurt you to know
That I feel like I do not belong?
And that my face betrays too many secrets?
I blush because I fear you see
The truth I have tried to hide.
If only I could go back and change something
So I might be...
right?
