A Sad and Simple Ignorance

While I sit here in my room

I wonder sometimes
Why don't I stand up
If you push me down

I have to ask myself
Why I never hold on
When I am asked to let go

I think I know why:

Its not that I don't try to
Or that having it doesn't make me happy

Its because I don't know that I want it
I don't know how to want it

I never did.

I don't know how it feels

When you want something

Is that why I am scared?

I don't know how to decide
That I want you in my arms

I don't know how it feels
When my love cant go away

Maybe I missed it.

So I sit here and write
And hope just for a second
That it just didn't notice

I run through my mind
And I think to myself
Maybe it's already true

I have such a sad and simple ignorance