i'm just wet beneath the skin and i'm afraid of drowning. i can barely swim. barely swim at all. i can tread water one meter beyond the point of death. with the blink of an eye, you may not see me sink. and with this slight mistake, it may not be the best outcome and not for swimming's sake.
would you choose to sizzle, if you were going to fry? would you make a pancake, if you knew if couldn't fly? all i need to know right now is, if you truly loved me, would you ever. would you ever:
 i cannot make a nightmare from the love that you give me. however i can ask you to turn your love so that i can see: the truth behind your changing eyes, which stab me with every blink you make: the truth behind your changing heart with every attack it takes: the truth behind your changing breath with everty lip you lick. lip you lick.