Oh, what thanks I have to give
To the expressions on our faces
Or the tender warmth I feel
With each of our embraces.
Each feeling that blossoms
Within my young but trying heart
Makes it difficult to keep myself at distance
It makes it hard to stay apart.
I do not believe that I could go on
Without the ability to feel
I could not see the world the same
It simply wouldn't be as real.
The fun of straying from the troddened path,
And down my own new adventure
The wonder of feeling something I hadn't before
And breaking off pattern
To feel and express
All that's inside
Exploring in places where I like to hide
And the darkness of my mind
That no one understands.
I'd be Nothing.