I only wanna love . . . you?

Maybe I'll just always love him. Since I've realized that, I've been okay and I'm actually moving on, for real this time.

Cut
I'm not a stranger; no I am yours
With crippled anger
A tears that still drip sore

A fragile flame aged is misery
And when our hearts meet
I know you see

I do not want to be afraid
I do not want to die inside
Just to breath in
I'm tired of feeling so numb
Relief exists; I find it when
I am cut

I may seen crazy
Or painfully shy
And these scars
Wouldn't be so hidden
If you would just look
Me in the eye
I feel alone here
And cold here
Though I don't want to die
But the only anesthetic
That makes me feel anything
Kills inside

I do not want to be afraid
I do not want to die inside
Just to breath in
I'm tired of feeling so numb
Relief exists; I find it when
I am cut

Pain
I am not alone
I am not alone

I'm not a stranger; no I am yours
With crippled anger
And tears that still drip sore

But I do not want to be afraid
I do not want to die inside
Just to breath in
I'm tired of feeling so numb
Relief exists; I found it when
I was cut
--Plumb--