Tears are falling deep inside
because of things I still must hide
How I wish could tell her all
But I'm still feeling very small
Afraid of things from long ago
Memories hold me back I know
She's as patient as can be
This person that I nickname "T"
Someday it'll all come out of me
And be in the open for her to see.
Little by little I'll try and try
To share the things that make me cry.