Everything I knew,
I've learned here in this
place where I grew.
Rooted to this same spot
on the ground,
I had my heart
broken and mended.
I wanted to be where you are,
to see the world anew,
but I'm too scared
to move these feet
because you might already have
moved yours to some place new
once I get there.
If all else fail, would you be there to love me?
When all else fail, would you be brave to see right through me?
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