‘m scared to share,

Do I dare?,

Will you still care?

If I let my feelings bare,

Will you sit back and stare?

For sure I know I will get glares,

I used to think death,

What was best,

if life was a test,

I was flunking out,

I wanted to punk out,

These people kept coming around,

Kicking me into the ground,

Suicide was always on my mind,

I wanting to know if I would be missed,

Or just continue to get dissed,

Or worse get dismissed,

That song was all wrong.

I am charming,

To the point where its alarming,

I could extract love

From a dove,

Stephanie you wanted me to keep it real,

                                           Here’s hoping you can deal.