The Muse Awakens

I think of you and it twists my heart
with fear of end, and fear of start
to think that someone can see the me
that I have always tried to be

Can I be that thing you see
If in the mirror I only see me
You say the things I long to hear
You say the things I've learned to fear

I see you and you see me
but even now she can't see me
because of this my heart longs
sometimes to learn a different song