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? )
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