I DON’T EVEN…
know how to sing.
know how to dance.
know how to write.
know how please..
know how to stay headstrong,
when everything doesn’t go right.
know how to draw.
know how to talk and listen.
know how to keep the goal in sight.
know how to resist.
know what hardships are.
know how to give up without a fight.
So why can’t I just give in to,
to the ever so tempting darkness
that resides in us all.
With this shall be my final farewell
to all of those who believe
I can still fly without the fear of the fall.
Because I know this simple fact,
the fact that I don’t even know myself at all.
The simple fact that I don’t even know
how to live,
how to protect,
how to love and to regret.
So I ask this,
this oh so simple question.
Can you still believe in me
when I don’t even know how to believe in myself?
