You don't know my half of it. I'm trying to give you what i cannot give myself. Can you see you mean the world to me? You should know you mean more, more than you think. I don't wanna turn into what you hate. Am i weaker now i've come this far. Or maybe stronger than before? I want you to see i'm doing this all for you. But the only thing i'm scared of is not seeing this through. I sometimes think i'm not enough for you. But the world keeps turning regardless of my thougts. I'm still scared I'm still scared Of what i will become