Finding Out
                     What if I asked you if you truly loved me,
                      would I find out you did not?
                     What if I stopped drinking,
                      would I be overcome by the lies?
                     What if I wasn’t overweight,
                      would I find out you still didn’t want me?
                     What if I really tried to succeed,
                      would I find out I really was a failure?
                     What if I shared my secret,
                      would it be as damaging as I’ve made it out to be?
                     What if I stopped being avoidant,
                      would I be unwelcomed?
                     What if I asked you why,
                      could you look me in the eyes and tell me?
                     What if I asked you if you truly loved me,
                      would I hear that you truly did?
                     What if I stopped drinking,
                      would I find out the truth about hope?
                     What if I wasn’t overweight,
                      would I find out you still want me?
                     What if I really tried to succeed,
                      would I find out I have much more within?
                     What if I shared my secret,
                      would it be the long-awaited opening?
 
                     What if I stopped being avoidant,
                      would I find out I’m welcomed?
                      And then I asked you why,
                      and you looked me in the eyes and told me.

