Pleased to Meet You

Scared to be alone
Frightened of the dark
Everything’s too much for a boy out of touch with his feelings
I must be to blame
I must be at fault
I believe I’m never good enough to shine a light that lingers
I have witnessed starbursts in your coal black eyes
I am what I try to deny
I have seen the serpent coiling set to strike
And love is your usual disguise

Never came alive
Never cut the cord
Nothing is too much for a boy out of touch with his feelings
Worshipping the moonshine
Skinning up the grapevine
I don’t have a plan where I’m going, I just follow my fingers
I will be the burning man to grace these times
I am what I try to deny
I reflect the same eyes looking back at me
And love is the only reply