It's a poem a wrote a bit ago..
Uhmmm. Yeah.

One night you aked me of my fears
And I told you - the answer mere
I told you that I was afraid of a recession
Of falling into another deep depression
And then while tellingyou, I tried to avert
What I fear the most is being hurt
I must tell you that my defenses are raised
Because my feelings, my heart - you've already abraised
What's to tell me you won't hurt me again?
I can't take that flood I know would flood within
I've found it easy to talk to you - to tell you
Some of the things I tell very few
I want to follow my heart, my intuition
but your sweet words rise to my suspicion
I want to trust you
I truly do
You know ******** my fears
I want to give myself to you.