I am a scared guy, hiding behind the safety of
jokes.
I wonder if anyone else knows of my fear.
I hear them laughing at me in my mind.
I see my perfect cover melting away, and I don't
like it.
I want for people to see me as someone with no
problems, but I do have them.
I am a scared guy, hiding behind the safety of
jokes.

I pretend I have no cares, but really, I do.
I feel my mom's pain every time I think of her.
I reach out to try and save her, but I always
fail.
I worry that I will kill her, and I hope that day
never comes.
I cry for her every night, wishing things were
normal again.
I am a scared guy, hiding behind the safety of
jokes.

I understand that I will never free her, and I
hate it.
I say, 'You can choose how your life goes,' and I
believe it.
I dream that my mom is free, but it'll never
happen.
I try to free her, but I fail every single time,
and it saddens me.
I hope the yeerk doesn't torture her.
I am a scared guy, hiding behind the safety of
jokes.