I Fear to Speak

These days are weak,

the nights are long.

I fear to speak,

for I might be wrong.

I am left alone,

with no where to go.

I hate this home,

I feel so low.

I hear your voice,

I smile again.

You leave me no choice,

but to be left in vain.

So far away,

another in sight,

could I wonder astray.

or stay another night.

My soul is weak,

My heart is strong.

I fear to speak,

for I might be wrong.