(© by CeeKay, 98)
Why do I feel like a stranger when it comes to my writing?
Do I really know what to say or do I just write what I feel?
Why is it so hard to say; 'cause of what others might say or think about my words?
Or does it come from the heart, the words that people want to hear?
Where do I go from here?
With the love that I want to show
Why am I so scared of falling in love?
Knowing that I might get hurt again?
I have to take that risk
To find the love that I desire
Which comes from the inside
Of my heart
Only those who belive in my words know that it comes from the heart
(of love and memories of love)
But I know that my words will never make me rich or famous
It's only for those friends to enjoy and to share my words
For that is what makes me want to write even more
Where do I go from here?
With the love that I want to show
Why am I so scared of falling in love
Knowing that I might get hurt again
I have to take that risk
To find the love that I desire
Which comes from the inside
Of my heart
Here are some of the words, the other side of love
When I got hurt so bad, by the one I loved
As the pain of those memories come back to me that we once shared together
As I cry myself back to sleep, looking for those answers inside of my heart
Where do I go from here?
With the love that I want to show
Why am I so scared of falling in love
Knowing that I might get hurt again
I have to take that risk
To find the love that I desire
Which comes from the inside
Of my heart
