Seeing you makes me stronger.
I’ve been really weak.
Am I drunk or am I sober?
I reckon, just lovesick.
Writings of a Phobophobe.
Seeing you makes me stronger.
I’ve been really weak.
Am I drunk or am I sober?
I reckon, just lovesick.
I wish I’m like you,
Confident and strong.
I wish I was stronger,
So I could live on my own.
Others might think I’m strong,
But sometimes I’m not.
And perhaps all I want
Is someone stronger to protect me,
Or I don’t want no one at all.