After all this time,
if you want me to be honest,
and since you already point it out,
yes, I'm afraid.
Because I know what's going to happen.
There are so many times I tell myself it's going to be okay,
despite all the hesitations I have,
in the end I have to shout to myself hard and loud,
"Told you!"
"I know it!"
Then what do you want?
Could you please stop stripping my mask?
I'm already bare,
and you said so yourself you have no intention.
I'm afraid.
That's how I protect myself.
That's how I keep myself sane.
Because only God knows what's going to happen once I let all these feelings go.
I might lose myself.
Or I'm just afraid that I would.
I'm a coward. And I know it.
Maybe next time I will just say it in your face.
So I will regret and promise myself it's better to be a coward forever.
