Soft

If you look at the world through my eyes 

You'll know why my voice shakes at small goodbyes

If you look at the world through my eyes 

You'll know why I refrain from connecting or form new ties

If you look at the world through my eyes

You'll know why I stutter and can't play along with the lies

My heart breaks to lose anything as small as a stranger with a comforting smile

I know it makes me fragile

If I talk to someone new they intimidate me 

Their fast words suffocate me

My words betray me

My legs shake and beg of me

All of this from one voice saying: what if they don't like me? 

Mother says truthful and loyal is who you shall be

I stick by those words you see

It's not always easy to be someone I am not supposed to be

If you say I'm wrong

Then I say to be soft is to be strong