Fear For Knowledge

Tired are these eyes,
Their tears refuse relief,
Tortured is my heart,
For it cannot grasp,
It cannot hold your thoughts.

What do you see in me?
Afraid I hide in corners,
I run away,
Yet secretly I call to you.

Could you really care for me?
Afraid for what my heart desires,
Of what I cannot have,
For all I know is you…
And all I have… Is me…