Do I have to know all the answers now?
I hate not knowing myself enough to know what I think
But it's not my fault that's all I can say
It's hard enough to be in this world with all the words
It's much harder when I don't know what to say
To what extent do I owe you this knowledge?
To know my thoughts, my words, and my fears.
You always ask but are you prepared
How am I supposed to tell you
When I am not even sure?
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