Stepping in

Stepping into the circle
Just stepping in to take a peak
what has it been like since I stepped out?
I think I may find what I am looking for
something real
something pleasant
wouldn’t that be nice

Sometimes it seems like hiding would be easier
hiding behind a book is easier than rejection
the characters welcome me regardless of who I am.
My world disapears and all the judgement gone
and for single moment, I am finding my way
Hiding behind my glasses is easier
hiding under my bed takes some getting used to, but I’m loving it down here

showing you who I am has only taught me to continue hiding
so I am stepping back into my bubble…. I don’t think I ever actually left

past memories flash before me
Why can’t you love me as I am?