Worrier

I am the worrier, you'll never win
You won't get through me 'till I let you in
Cos I am the warrior of my own skin
Though it's been my style to give into a smile

I am a whole that is feeling so hollow
Made from a mould that I fleetingly borrowed
And I am a hole that is filled with such sorrow
There's not much of me even I can believe

But you can't read me 'cos I'm no easy thing to understand

I am the flour that's failing to rise
Pale as the day that I bid my goodbyes
Yes I am the flower that's scared of these skies
I long to be tall but I fear my own fall

And he is the bear that I long to be tamed
Battered and bruised and I still feel the same
I am so bare that i'm merely a name
It's so hard to explain when you don't feel a pain

But you can't read me cos i'm no easy thing to understand
It's no wonder i'm a mess when all that's certain is my guess
And I don't have a clue why I do what I do
Why i'd never trust you in my life.

But you can't read me cos i'm no easy thing to understand
It's no wonder i'm a mess when all that's certain is my guess
And I don't have a clue why I do what I do
Why i'd never trust you in my life.