You didn't know who I really was. If you did you would have known what I do,
plus you wouldn't have to ask all of those questions all of the time. You
thought I was normal until the day you said " I love you". You ralized that
I didn't say it back and you looked down at me and saw the tears in my
eyes.

When I told you that I didn't like those words because it made me feel
ashamed I saw your mind start to think "why?". I knew that you would find
out sooner or later but the way you found out wasen't the way I wanted you
to. I wanted to tell you myself but everytime I tried to it just didn't seem
like a good time. So now you know about these scares of mine. I see the
anger rising in your eyes as you ask " Just what is it that you need?".

What I need is to know that whatever I do I don't have to afraid to lose
you. I need to know that you want me to stay * that I'm not just a tag-along
in the way* I need to know... that if you found me hurt, a knife in my hand,
and blood on my shirt you wouldn't call me "CRAZY", you would sit down
beside me and let me cry..
 
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