What awaits me
I cannot see, 
past all my insecurity
What can I do ?
What do I know? 

What is the path 
To where I should go? 
This is the question
To the answer i do not know. 

I could go left and hope 
that it feels right, 
maybe then I could sleep tonight
I could dream and hold your hand
And be in a world where you could understand and accept me just as I am. 

I could go right and know that I won't sleep at night.
I wouldn't understand how you couldn't take me as I am. 

Maybe it wasn't meant to be
We weren't meant to live in harmony 
You think with your head 
And I with my heart.
Your the oil to my water
Not the vodka to my ice
Your far to mean
And I'm far to nice 

So I sit and I stare 
With too much time to spare
And wonder why your not there