You seem so far away from me.
I want to be closer,
But you're out of reach.
I long to know you,
But I haven't got the nerve.
Too scared to get to know you.
I admire you from afar.
Only to be pushed away.
I want to know who you are.
I'm too scared for my own good.
I'm scared of chance.
I'm left wondering if you would,
Would you feel the same?
Or would I be the only one,
The only one who feels that way?
I wish I were brave.
Like all the other girls.
Not afraid to say
Exactly how they feel,
But, no, I'm too shy.
You just seem so unreal.
Being afraid of you is one...
Of my reasons for hating myself.
I hate feeling so numb.
I'll never tell you the truth
Because I can never speak to you.
You are my angry youth.
I guess I'll admire you from a distance.
Talking to you seems so unlikely
Because I know I'll never have a chance.
