A craving for intimacy brought about by that muscle in your chest

While I sit here and ask what is best

I sit here and ask what is next

There’s tension I see

There’s tension I feel

An unexplainable series of thoughts

Questions of how you are

Questions of how am I

And everything in between

There is a certain delay

We have always been this way

‘Fought everything, all things

Just for the one He loves

I am still at the palm of His hands

But I dare question

If this is still His will

– If you are mine to keep

I sit here and ponder 

What I ever did to make you feel that way

I sit here and ponder if I’ll ever be ready for the life you want 

Who are you really?

Can you show yourself to me?

Don’t you dare hide behind that screen

Show me who you are and how have you been

There’s a person behind those thoughts

There’s a life beyond what you don’t show

Who are you?

There’s a craving for intimacy brought about by that very muscle in your chest

While I sit here and ask what is best

I sit here and ask what is next

Tell me,

Who are you?