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| My misery has enjoyed company And although I have ached I don t threaten anybody Sometimes I feel more bigness than I ve shared with you Sometimes I wonder why I quell when I m not required to I ve tried to be small I ve tried to be stunted I ve tried roadblocks and all My happy endings prevented Sometimes I feel it s all just too big to be true I sabotage myself for fear of what my bigness could do Fear of bliss and fear of joyitude Fear of bigness (and ensuing solitude? ) I could be golden I could be glowing I could be freedom But that could be boring Sometimes I feel this is too scary to be true I sabotage myself for fear of losing you Fear of bliss and fear of joyitude Fear of bigness (and ensuing solitude? ) This talk of liberation makes me want to go lie down Under the covers til the terror of the unknown is gone I could be full I could be thriving I could be shining Sounds isolating Sometimes I feel this is too good to be true I sabotage myself for fear of what my joy could do Fear of bliss and fear of joyitude Fear of bigness (and ensuing solitude? ) |
