Sometimes I wonder
If I share too much
Too much of me
So far to touch
These pieces of me
So sacred and true
All special to me
And hard to appreciate for you
It's hard, I think
For all to understand
These pieces of me
They make up who I am
These special things
Shared so willingly
Will someday hurt
When I'm older and free
I fear that I
Someday will be
Hurt deep and hard
For my simple trust in everybody
Its true I trust
Everyone a lot
But is it wrong?
I dont know, it's not taught
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