If I Were Less Afraid
If I were less afraid I would have turned myself inside out and shown you even the darkest sublevels of my conscience.
I would have scooped out my thoughts
Like the innards of a pumpkin
And laid them all on a table for you to pick out the seeds
I would have told you that I loved you
Even though I don’t believe in love
Only prolonged tolerance
If I were less afraid I would have un-jumbled all the words
So that I could’ve let you know
That you made me think the cheesiest things
Like your eyes made the stars look like cheap Christmas lights
Pasted to the ceiling of the world
But words don’t mean anything
Because if I were less afraid
You still would have left me
You still would have grown wings
As I waited on the ground
To shoot you down with a gun full of nothing
If I were less afraid I would get a tattoo
Of the quotes from the books I’ve read that made me think of you
But the problem is there are probably a hundred or two
And I don’t think I could pick just a few
Because I read books like it’s all I can do
Because people tell lies but the writings all true
If I were less afraid I would say this to your face
Instead of some computer screen