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Uncertainty. Not an easy feeling to explain
It is haunting and weighs on the heart
Unknowing and yet certain of my fate
Shall I give the heart what it wants?
Or stay safe within my cocoon?
My shelter built throughout the years
A fortress used to hide from pain
From the tears and sleepless night
Yet I have cried more tears behind these walls
My safe place where pain should not find me
Comes to me in the middle of the night
In the darkness I can not hide
And morning light finds my eyes
Open to a decision I must make
Yet I am still left