standing in between

I hate to do decisions.
I hate to know things I shouldn't.

I hate the fact that I am growing.
I hate it when I am losing my innocence.

Sometimes it is really restless.
When something is crawling and screaming in pain right at the bottom of the heart.
Yet, I have no courage to tell anyone.

We are all very fragile.
or maybe,
it is just me.

I don't want to stand here anymore.
Confused and lost.
I don't want to move a step and make the decision,
either.

I will be just fine, ain't?